Released on February 7, 2019

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[Intro]

It's Ryan Oakes

Where's the blow at


[Verse 1]

Post nasal drip

Why you try to get a grip

Spend a thousand on a fit

For a thousand on a pic

Life a bitch, but you rich

Cop a Grammy watch it drift

Homie even on vacation you type to go and trip

You a trust fund baby with nobody you can trust

All your friends are all your enemies and that's the deepest cut

I can see it in your face I'm the type to call your bluff

You addicted to this shit and you can never get enough


[Bridge]

So why don't you call your best friends and let's throw a party (Grab the weed, grab the track)

Show all the people so close they know you only

(We can fund it all, while they stab our back)


[Chorus]

I don't think that I wanna die in LA

I just pray that I make it home safe

And if that's the cost for all the money and fame

Think that's not a price that I'm not gonna pay

'Cause I met all my idols are fucking lame

Everyone I looked up to is fucking fake

So I don't think that I wanna die in LA

And give these people a heart they'll just break

Look at all my friends, look at all my friends

Their all superficial rich kids who follow trends

Look at all my friends, look at all my friends

None of them will be there for me in the end


[Verse 2]

I know your type

You just follow the hype

Post a pic and get likes with your friends you don't like

At the party all night with Bacardi and limes

But when shits on your mind then there's hardly a line

Then you said look for help, drop a bag, fuck your wealth on a [?] You can brag, but you still hate yourself sippin' on the top self

Until nothing is felt, tell yourself that your fine when we all know you ain't well you need help


[Chorus]

I don't think that I wanna die in LA

I just pray that I make it home safe

And if that a cost for the money and fame

Then that's a price I'm not gonna pay

'Cause I met all my idols are fucking lame

Everybody I looked up to is fucking fake

So I don't think that I wanna die in LA

And give these people a heart they'll just break

Look at all my friends, look at all my friends

They'll give me more attention if I cop a Benz

Look at all my friends, look at all my friends

None of them will be there for me in the end