California (feat. Warren Hue)

Yeah, I'm faded, fake faces

I erase 'em, California

That fragrance, mad payments

Fake places, California

I don't want to be the one that's left behind

I love the way, you lie

Tryna get my money bag straight this time

The hills is gon' decide

L.A. Westside mama scared most of the time

Looking behind, what's this so called life

Shawty run my other phone, yeah

Fake faces gotta cut 'em off, yeah

Fake faces they don't problem solve, yeah

My faith is from the cameras, yeah

Flash flash, I'ma take the pictures for my fam, damn

Show 'em I've made it, flashbacks

To the pictures from way back

The kids were like who's that, who's that?

Now I do Hollywood, yeah

Copies everywhere like a walkie talkie

I'ma run the lobby, Speak to nobody

San Gabriel Valley, I might crash your party like

Yeah, you made it, you've been anxious

But you made it, California

Conversations, till the sun rise

When you stop by, California

I don't want to be the one that's left behind

I love the way, you lie

I don't wanna be the one to lose my mind

I know you know

Somebody put some brakes on me, I really need rest on me

Pops callin' up every couple days, I'm smiling so he could think I'm straight

Why can't I tell the truth (Woo)

Playing J Cole back then, with a clear end goal, like it all made sense

I needed myself and nobody else okay, let's go

From how it looks, man, it's hard to complain

Man, I just been praying that when I get older that I got some smile in me that can remain

My money is long but I got some new issues that feel like it's longer than government names

Man, all I could wish is the mask that I wear and the face that's below it is looking the same

Like oh-oh, ooh

You've been in this fight, I could see it in your eyes

Like oh-oh, ooh

I made up my mind, I don't wanna waste no time

Moneymaking, while we're breaking

It's amazing, California

Celebrate it, or berate it

It's been fated, California

Oh Maria, the hills are swarming

With dead ends and the bots performing

Don't mistake it, you can break big

Till you get sick

Shut the fuck up, don't wake another neighbor

I don't know you and I don't want to later

Praying to God I never run out of His favor

But we don't make the textbooks on our best behavior, do we?

I'm the antihero of my own damn movie

All my exes write songs that I'm based on loosely

Take after my ma I can be choosy, I can be choosy

And when the sky looks like a painting

That's when you look down

California (Money making while we're breaking)

California (But you made it, California)

California (Yeah, I'm faded, fake faces)

California (But you made it, California)

California