[Intro: Machine Gun Kelly]
Killed the me I used to be
I might die in California
(California, California)
[Verse 1: Gunna]
They gon' be missin' me
It's gon' be chaos when it come down to my royalties (Yeah)
I keep the stick like Mister X, and that's by any means (Yeah)
Watch out for opps, watch out for cops, they kill for anything
I got on Prada shoes and Prada tee (Yes)
I love my brother, rest in peace, I know you're proud of me
I'm pourin' mud up, tryna stay away from Billie Jean
On all these uppers, everybody say I hardly sleep
And I got demons on my shoulder, heart gettin' colder, oh, so cold
Keep me a hеater, that's my toaster, in my coat, you would nevеr know
Streets don't love you, I don't either, I don't need ya, no, no, no
I pray on my knees, and I stay strong
Take care of my family, I don' wan' die alone
[Chorus: Landon Barker & Machine Gun Kelly]
Killed the me I used to be
I might die in California
In my mind, I had a dream
Saw a demon on my shoulder
Yeah, I know, I should probably let it go (Let it go)
Yeah, I know, I might die in California (Ayy), die in California
[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
Someone cut the lights off please, I've been kinda sad lately
I know that I'm good for you (Yeah), but you kinda bad, baby (Mm)
Witches doin' love chants, brewin' up the potion
I had a premonition I was overdosin' (So)
Someone cut the lights off please, I don't want you to look at me
I paint my nails black, if I ever look happy, then it's an act
Every day is an anxiety attack
I wish I could take it back to when I was drinkin' water out the tap
With the Cleveland logo printed on my hat
Tell me, was it my fear of bein' complacent
That ended up leavin' me so jaded? (Ended up leavin' me)
I'm miserable even though I made it
Got a house in the Hills, and I fuckin' hate it (Ayy)
[Chorus: Landon Barker & Young Thug]
Killed the me I used to be
I might die in California
In my mind, I had a dream
Saw a demon on my shoulder
Yeah, I know, I should probably let it go (Let it go)
Yeah, I know, I might die in California (Yeah), die in California
[Verse 3: Young Thug]
All this bread make her speed up
When I did ate her, I made her sit up (Yeah)
I don't talk to a pillow, I don't walk, Rolls-Royce truck
Tell all the ladies and the babies, "Go inside" (Ah)
I told that bitch I been a savage 'fore the rappin' (Grrah, grrah)
I can take the jets to Seattle without the sky
I can shoot this bitch like a veteran with precise (Grrah, grrah)
911 Porsche Cayenne, gray like a granny
Dyin' in L.A., I done OD'd on twenty Xannies
Slime, I see my baby, she my wife, wah
She tryna kiss it while we ride (Mwah)
We 'boutta fuck around and die (Fuck around and die)
Livin' in the Hills, got eyes (Eyes)
Now she tryna hire her a spy (Hire her a spy)
[Chorus: Landon Barker, Machine Gun Kelly, Landon Barker & Machine Gun Kelly]
Killed the me that I used to be (Yeah)
I might die in California
In my mind, I had a dream
Saw a demon on my shoulder
Yeah, I know, I should probably let it go (Let it go)
Yeah, I know, I might die in California, die in California, mm-mm
