Lyrics:
(Tell me where you stay)
Cause I'ma come thru around 8
Just, tell me you want me
Wake up by palm trees
Mansions and parties
Your body on me
Be my Ashanti
scarier
Than growin up bein black up in America
America
I aint tryna bury ya
I'm tryna make ya better bruh
Yo for real
What's the deal?
Ain't nothin be
the beach
Out in California
California, ayy
She wanna come to California, yeah
Come to California, ayy
I'm from the Northside of the state
Cal Bears,
We are creatures of the Humber
Bred down by the waters
In a poundland California
A Poundland California
It's never dull around here
A concrete paradise
of the Rolling Stone
Uptown down home American kids
Growin' up in little pink houses
Makin' out on living room couches
Blowin' that smoke on Saturday night
of the Rolling Stone
Uptown down home American kids
Growin' up in little pink houses
Makin' out on living room couches
Blowin' that smoke on Saturday night
for the Texas Rangers
Go west young man, haven't you been told?
California's full of whiskey, women and gold
Sleepin' out all night beneath
2Pac's
Jumpin' off rooftops drunk after I do shots
Landin' in someone's backyard gettin' chewed up by two rots
I got a new watch and two rings with huge
fryin'
I ain't the ganja farmer, the crop keeps dyin'
I'm on the tech' and the night pass by
Wont get through this door how hard you try it
Barricade
level
Competition restin' best up in the chevo'
And if you niggas still wanna make a deal with the devil,
I can help you meet him, introduce you to my
S3
Just another Californi-day
Woke up in the morning wipe the cold up out my eye
Roll me up a blunt so I can start the day high
Then I take me
And now I drive the one-oh-one
On a California night
And I'm amazed at all the stars
Beneath that old Hollywood sign
And they waltz the ballet up
the boys in the band, Sugar's giving up sax
I'm California-bound!
'Cause I'm safer in the long run with an all-girl band
And it's time to say adieu
it backfires on me
All the things growin' up as daddy that he had to see
Daddy don't want you to see but you see just as much as he did
We did not
of course, I'm chased everywhere by the bush police-force
While I ride through the night on my big black horse, I'm a big, bad, bush-bush ranger
And when
fam in the cut
I remember when yeah I was growin' up
So now I gotta win yeah so we can live it up
You can find me right here on the north side
'Bout
and night hustle
snatchin knots from sprung bitches but im quick to explain
if i aint all up in your pocket i aint doin my thang
im supper greedy like im
dreams, I took an extra dosage
Every breath feels like I'm getting closer
I found Love in California by the ocean waves
The feeling that you give never
lit, bang on the night shift, nigga, we grave dig
They done hit a light switch, these vibrations
Growin' up like Canaan, they raisin
It's so amazing, we
insane breeds crossing high grade seeds I like to mix it up you see always got some strains popping 32 flavors like Baskin-Robbins out in the field all day
Ayy, ma', what it do?
(Just a vibe)
(Yeah)
(Janelle)
Growin' up didn't have too much to dream about a bankroll (bankroll)
Since my best friend
the mud, but why is you mad now
I'm never stuck cuz I don't ever back down
Impatiently waitin' for the day that I'm free
Caught up in thought, I'm causin' my
like you know the way
You lost up in your cycles all day
I was the one that gon' make it okay
But then you run away
Was I the one that make you hate
All
Georgie-Porgie, all night long
How was I to know what I was in for
I had it rockin' and a rollin' for a while, by George
By, by, by, by George
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