Hollywood

How am I the one to blame for this? I was made for this On my way to Hollywood, LA For seven days and nights It's hard for me to find the words to say When it's written all over your face She wanna come to my place but, I don't even have a place To stay, to stay How am I the one to blame? They know my name here Charge it to the fucking game You know players gotta play So now you treat me like I changed Because I'm not the same I'm not the same (I changed) How am I the one to blame? I was made for this On my way to Hollywood, LA Working late shifts I've been taking day trips Stacking Frito Lay chips I cannot miss these payments No no