Hollywood dreams, but the mello feels wrong

Hollywood dreams, but the mello feels wrong, Right laws twisted, where the shadows belong. Booty in the jeans, yeah, she moving so smooth, Beauty all across the nation, got the fellas in a groove. Disciples in the back, I’m the leader of the pack, Countin' paper stacks, never lookin' back. Savage with the flow, got the streets on lock, Heart cold as ice, but my grind won’t stop. Lights flash bright, but the truth stays dim, Lost in the fame, where the lights start to brim. Mello vibes, but the struggle’s still real, Navigatin' through the pain, gotta learn how to heal. Came from the bottom, now I’m risin' to the peak, Every move calculated, never playin' weak. In this Hollywood scene, where the fake love gleams, I’m just tryna keep it real, livin' out my dreams.