California

Yeah Yeah, I'm faded (ayy), fake faces I erase 'em, California That fragrance, mad payments Fake places, California I don't wanna 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 (yeah, ayy) La, Westside, mama scared most of the time Lookin' behind, what's this so called life? Shawty run my other phone, yeah Fake faces, gotta cut 'em off, yeah Fake faces, them crossed of yeah, 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 'til the sunrise When you stop by, California I don't wanna 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 smilin' so he could think I'm straight Why can't I tell the truth? Playin' J. Cole back then, with a clear end goal Like it all made sense, I needed myself And nobody else, okay, let's go, uh From how it looks, man, it's hard to complain Man, I just been prayin' 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 as long as they government names Man, all I could wish is the mask that I wear And the face that's below it is lookin' the same, like (Oh, oh, oh) You been in this fight I can see it in your eyes, like (Oh, oh, oh) I made up my mind I don't wanna waste no time, yeah Money makin', while we're breakin' It's amazin', California Celebrate it or berate it It's been fated, California Oh, Maria, the hills are swarmin' With dead ends and the bots performin' Don't mistake it, you can break big 'Til you get sick, hm Shut the fuck up, don't wake another neighbor (yeah, shut the fuck up) I don't know you and I don't want to later (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 anti-hero in my own damn movie (movie) All my exes write songs that I'm based on, loosely Take after my ma, I can be choosy I can be choosy, oh And when the sky looks like a painting That's when you look down California Money makin', while we're breakin' California But you made it, California California Yeah, I'm faded, fake faces California But you made it, California California