Lyrics(I Wrote Them)

Look at all the girls bowing down
To all the fakes in the fame town
Smile for the cameras all around
And do tu hear the JB sound
Is this really what’cha want
Cuz, Baby, I can see it
Fading away
You’re gonna hate it
If tu don’t change it
If tu try to gate it
Up
You’re gonna miss it
If tu don’t get it
If tu try to quit it
Now
I dicho tu know the truth
Cuz tu know what they do
Paparazzi start running o sprint
They’re gonna mess up your life
Get’cha in tu head, Baby, Hollywood is dead
tu make it sound all real
But it’s not a good deal
I can see it in their stealthy eyes, that dint
They’re gonna make in your life
Get’cha in your head, Baby, Hollywood is dead
Make it go away
All the stupid fame
What’s in the way
Of making it to stay
Is this really what’cha want
Cuz, Baby, I can see it
Racing away

You’re gonna hate it
If tu don’t change it
If tu try to gate it
Up
You’re gonna miss it
If tu don’t get it
If tu try to quit it
Now
I dicho tu know the truth
Cuz tu know what they do
Paparazzi start running o sprint
They’re gonna mess up your life
Get’cha in tu head, Baby, Hollywood is dead
tu make it sound all real
But it’s not a good deal
I can see it in their stealthy eyes, that dint
They’re gonna make in your life
Get’cha in your head, Baby, Hollywood is dead
Yeah, uh, oh,
I wantta tu know I wantta
Wantta take, take, take it back
Take it back
To the place where tu know it all began
We were so little
Nothing really mattered
Nothing got in our way
But now take up a notch, take to the siguiente level
Cuz tu know I said
I dicho tu know the truth
Cuz tu know what they do
Paparazzi start running o sprint
They’re gonna mess up your life
Get’cha in tu head, Baby, Hollywood is dead
tu make it sound all real
But it’s not a good deal
I can see it in their stealthy eyes, that dint
They’re gonna make in your life
Get’cha in your head, Baby,