Music Video
Music Video
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jesse Cortez
Songwriter
Daniel Robert Durant
Songwriter
Noah Unterberger
Songwriter
Andrzej Krassner-Cybulski
Songwriter
Lyrics
California
In the Hollywood Hills, Malibu Canyon Road
Yeah
Beverly Hills
Topanga Canyon Boulevard
Yeah
I can't afford ya
They don't inform ya
It all absorbs ya
Yeah
It's another day on the go
Just another day in the gold
Imma get baked by the pool
Blink and then the day is gone
The sun sets
The day ends
The night life
No night skies
Underneath the moonlight
Underneath the strobe lights
Underneath the mood lights
Underneath the star light, the spotlight
UCLA huh? I see a lie
The homeless and the police running rampant outside
The riches on their rags
The city burning flags
The artificial nature and the distance of the neighbors
Everybody's independent while depending on a paycheck
Everybody's feeling good till it gets too complicated
Everybody's running late gotta get to an appointment
Everybody's on their way gonna turn into a mascot
UCLA, huh? I see Compton
And skid row, the metro, the ego, the eyes low
The freeload, the lie goes just like this, sell yourself for profit
Don't question the logic, don't notice the toxic
Don't focus on projects
Don't open the lock, it's freedom!
Don't you wanna be famous?
Don't you wanna be?
This vanity's a tragedy
The living isn't fair
Impulsive and compulsive got us tearing out our hair
Kick us down and we'll allow it
Make it loud and underground it
And we're hiking up the prices
Gonna climb yourself a mountain
Just keep up
And re-up
you'll find yourself a spot
On the totem, we show 'em, don't know 'em, no folding
We launder, and wander, we somber, we sonder
We ponder and wonder if this shit's no longer
A dollar blue collar they treat us like dogs here
We're howling and growling and foaming at the mouth
And I don't think we're grounded enough to keep from falling apart
I think we're gonna see another flood with no arc
I think we're gonna get the fury of God
I think we're gonna get knocked the fuck out
I hope we figure it out, but we're gonna have to look real deep
But everything is shallow here!
Roll deep everybody, cuz everything is shallow!
Don't do anything that Holly wouldn't
Everybody's introspective 'til it gets too personal
Everybody's thoughts reflected right onto the digital
Everybody's got a problem on a search for how to solve it
Everybody wants a profit and they'll kill themselves a prophet if they're filling up their pockets
Buy a gold-plated coffin while they sip a gin and tonic belly laugh and buy a Rolex
While they're sitting in their penthouse with a homeless man freezing to death on their front door step
I've gotta get this out for you guys
I can feel that they don't want me talking
I know that they don't want me building bridges that they're burning
But imma keep spitting all the realest shit I'm learning
Before they put a gag in my mouth
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Written by: Andrzej Krassner-Cybulski, Daniel Robert Durant, Jesse Cortez, Noah Unterberger