L.A. Story Sammy Adams (Ft. Mike Posner)

[Chorus: Mike Posner]
I’m waking up on Sunset Boulevard
Maxing out all my credit cards
Living my own L.A. story
Living it up till the morning

[Verse 1: Sammy Adams]
Sammy
I’m not trying to show you love and affection (oh, no way)
I’m trying to live the life a kid always expected (that's good)
Over on Sunset, finished a couple sessions
One foot in the door, one in the hills, questions? (Question?)
Angels in leather, I ain’t talking ’bout the motor club
But I tend to go hella hard when I go to clubs
Minibar murder, I’m on Denzel’s flight
With a stewardess that wants to fuck the whole damn night
Who cares what they all say
Try’na find some girls like Hov did with Beyonce (Hov)
Had you for a week but I heard you say fiance
Na na, none of that girl

[Pre-Chorus: Mike Posner & Ryan Tedder]
I fell in love, the streets got a glow
The city of angels is calling me home
And she said, and she said, uh