歌词
作词 : Nicole Zefanya/Warren Hui/Steven Richard Ayala/Caesar Alexander Romero/Syed Afjad Hossain/Eric Anthony Steiner/Paimon Jahanbin/Nima Jahanbin/Jack LoMastro/Angelo Arce/Zach Rapp/Matthew Morales/Jacob Ray
作曲 : kole
这是88rising
Wake up, Howie!
Yeah, I'm faded, 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)
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, 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 'til the sunrise
When you stop by, California
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
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
Till you get sick, hm
Shut the **** up, don't wake another neighbor (Yeah, shut the **** 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 antihero 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'
It's amazin'
Celebrate it or berate it
It's been fated, California
Ah, ah, ah-ah
Money makin', while we're breakin'
Ah, ah, ah-ah
But you made it, California
Ah, ah, ah-ah
Yeah, I'm faded, fake faces, yeah
Ah, ah, ah-ah
But you made it, California
California