Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Miles Wesley
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miles Shepperd
Songwriter
Christian M. Dold
Composer
Tom Strahle
Songwriter
Benjamin Shubert
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Diamond Pistol
Producer
Lyrics
I got like three pills
Rolled up in some plastic
Tryna pain-kill 'cause I got my ass kicked
I been fucked up, I been misbehavin'
Screamin', "Fuck love," man this shit is dangerous
I could be the wall
Throw a punch for every fuck you never showed, I drive until I stall
But you're still on my mind, you're still on my mind
California reaper, I knew you were trouble when I opened up the door
I wish I had amnesia so I could never meet ya
California reaper, are you gonna tell me you don't love me anymore?
Oh, my little diva, I wish I didn't need ya
When you said "Goodbye" (Bye)
I took and ate the shroom (Shroom)
To help me sympathize, help me see the truth, ooh
I'm dumb as hell for fuckin' with you
I'm dumb as hell for fuckin' with you
But I got big cash in my billfold
So I'ma be fine anywhere I go (Anywhere I go)
Anywhere I go
California reaper, I knew you were trouble when I opened up the door
I wish I had amnesia so I could never meet ya
California reaper, are you gonna tell me you don't love me anymore?
Oh, my little diva, I wish I didn't need ya
California reaper, I knew you were trouble when I opened up the door
I wish I had amnesia so I could never meet ya
California reaper, are you gonna tell me you don't love me anymore?
Oh, my little diva, I wish I didn't need ya
Ooh-ooh
Anywhere I go
Written by: Benjamin Shubert, Christian Dold, Miles Shepperd, Tom Strahle

