Lyrics:
And be somebody
I'm growin' up as fast as I can
I gotta make some money
Don't wanna live by their rules
In and out the day
In and out the night
I'm
Remember life just started on some whole growin up shit
Times flys by some days feel reluctant
By my guys I pray you function
You might just fly so
on sunset through sun-up to sunset
Niggas be on some pimp shit
But you already know this
If you ever know this
By the looks of me baby I'm holdin'
And I
Make it up as you go along child
Merry-go chases all night long
Gonna make it up, as I go along
Gonna make it up, babe, as I go along
Gonna make you
Came up from California
Caught the late train last night
Came up from California
Rails to a freedom fight
Found a cheap room by detox
So far away
I'm Phelps wen im up in it
I mean do he listen bout your long day
No u better by things that you dont say
Shawty won't you swing my way
Slow dancin
growin' older by the day I've given up on hope.
I'm in a high place and I can't find a rope.
They say its just phase that everything will change
like
Drinkin and throwin' up
Rap was my life
As I was growin' up
Actin a fool in school no one topped us
Smart ass in class at times abnoxious
Drivin
come here, no, not this year
They're growin in fear, I'm very sincere
I will jerk tears operator pushin the data
I'm talkin bout info and check it
You're
growin' old.
The days drag on, the nights last forever,
Every day's tougher just to keep it together.
Forget everything you've ever known,
Except for
to
Then we got stuck in high school
I shoved an Oscar up his wazoo
Yeah, but I think of the rappers I slayed and buried like every night
And every
one thing they don't got is me
Meanwhile just living in a California dream
Having views in the morning of a California scene
Waking up everyday in
tonight)
Smokin' up the Cali, smoke, smoke, smokin' up the Cali
('Cause we're smokin' all night at the banquet club, nigga)
(Twelve thousand niggas, smoke
this rhyme
Then bring your big bad ass to California
'Cause we ain't hard to find
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my
this rhyme
Then bring your big bad ass to California
'Cause we ain't hard to find
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my
the air, bitches take their tops off
put the chronic in the air, then the shit popped off
shit popped off
[Verse One- Dr. Dre]
Late california night, out
the story if you let me
Promise in the mornin' won't forget me (hey)
Lately I been missin' California
I am far from perfect but you get me (hey)
A lot
is a man I'll call D.C.
He's wearing baggy jeans and a shirt he's slept in the last week
No stranger to nights outside
Homeless for a season
Won’t let you drown in
All that bat shit bad shit
Ratchet just a tad bit
Haters always at it
Playas never have it
Light em up
Show em you can craft it
a bit of tree so these dreams can't chase me
Need a little peace in a world gone crazy
Rough are the days and long are the nights
Chop up the moonrocks,
only a glorious game
They've fruit trees growin' in an open field
And wild roses bloomin' down a country lane
Look around, old chum
Slow it down, old
See I was right he's right here
smoke rollin off of these stills
hay growin all in his fields
I was raised right here
yeah them fires burning all
Marks left on chest
A good night would suggest
Red wine my hand float up your dress
A tingle down the spine ensuring that love is locked down
my section
Shit, I got one night in town
'Fore the sun comes up I be on to the next one
I fucked your bitch in some Jordan flip flops
45k make
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