Pryde - Cameron Diaz lyrics

[Voice Mail 1] Hey Russell, um it's John, your neighbour. Listen, your mail keeps coming to my door and it's getting kind of annoying. I don't mean to get into your business or anything, but there are a lot of foreclosure notices that I think you should pay attention to. If you need to talk about it, answer your door sometime, or just give a call at uh 9072- [Voice Mail 2] Hi this is Danny, buddy. I know you skip town and sh**. I get it, you just wanna clear your mind and get away from this music and stuff, I get it okay? But you can't f**ing leave people like that man, you know, yo get the f** up, you know- [Hook - Pryde] We know you, you don't want to leave Don't run away from me. (oh) And we know you, baby come to Hollywood, you belong in Hollywood What's holding you back now? [Verse 1 - Pryde] Slow money, no b**hes it's so senseless But I'm alive, slow sipping on old Guinness My old friends are out partying doing younger sh** And I'm just really trying f** a mother Buy a crib up in the hills of Hollywood, pills and molly Then get the blonde girls who love me but don't know my name. They say how much you wanna pay, they get the price of fame I'm lucky now I don't rap just hoping that I might get paid Watching some movies at the crib, trynna get some ideas I know them caviar dinners could be better than pizza But I believe the way I'm living is temporary Nothing's hereditary I'm nothing less than crazy, dope or legendary Not working out when I say I'm needing two plates I mean I'm f**ing hungry, trying to work and I can't lose faith The boy made some racks but his belt is still his shoelace I'm showing you I'm really about to do great Homie I'm here [Hook] [Verse 2 - Pryde] Watched everybody blow up, that's my fault I got lazy when my EP came out The fans hate me when I try to give it my all Cause I ain't sippin' Arizonas with Ray-Bans on my face Now I changed f** it I will admit it b**h, sue me But who doesn't want a story to a movie These people grow up, they pick up cigs They try em and get addicted Growin' up ain't f**ing wrong now is it? It's all about progression, I tatted my body to show you freedom Old friends tell me I'm wilding, but f** it man, I don't need 'em People talk about this unauthentic sh** like they write But they don't sum my whole day, they don't moon my whole night They just put money above me act like I owe em somethin' And don't care when I be starving and hungry f** that I only care about myself Shoe lace is still a belt, I will acknowledge that I fell of and I don't need help I'm gone (sh**...) [Hook] [Outro - 2Pac] After this, the whole world gonna owe me an apology. Because I went through this and I didn't blow my brains out like Kurt Cobain. And I should. Cause this is a crazy, crazy mess