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DEAD LA Lyrics by Ryan Oakes

MILLENIAL MELTDOWN

2019

[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
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About “DEAD LA” by Ryan Oakes

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"DEAD LA" appears on "MILLENIAL MELTDOWN" in 2019.

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