California

Am I A everyday, need my space, get a check
Get away, seven locks on my safe
It's a sunset, I ain't done yet
I be sipping on the Jasmine, never lacking
I was coming off a bad trip, lotta bad shit
Tryna get it for my family, gotta stack it
I am happy with my Camry, I never had shit
I ain't never been too fancy, I barely adlib
Y'all dramatic
Lately all I wanna do is water my flowers, ayy
Lay up with my woman, watch The Office for hours
Only fucking with it if it's good for my soul, uh
Do not bring no drama if you calling my phone, yeah
Living room with a view, lunch, brunch, dinner too
If my shorty leave me I'ma turn her to an interlude
Bougie nigga only drinking water with the minerals
Wifey looking good, might just have another kid or two

All I know is how to turn a nothing into something
Shorty looking at me like "I really shoulda fucked him"
Heard you crazy, hella lazy, pop up in your city like a fucking Banksy
Bitch, pay me, sunshine on that Eastside, for the hood shit
One time for the bad tings with that good, good
Rain come, yeah I need that, put that seat back
Face palm to a chopped beat get away bitch

Shoulda sampled som' on my window
Honey in my green tea, body is a temple
I just wanna be me, all this shit I've been through
Birdie came to tell a nigga hi, he like chirp chirp
If I see you fucking up the vibe, I'ma skrt, skrt
Peace lover but you still could end up in the dirt, hurt
Working for that good life, searching for your purpose
Hiding out in Northern California getting lit, lit
Call me up, whatchu want?
If it's love, then it's done
Thirty days on the run, lemonade in the sun
Holla if you give a fuck, that's a dub
If you love it give it love
If you love it give it love
Chilling when I'm in the hood, healing but I'm doing good
Got a little scratch and bought a house up on the riverside
Yeah I did it how I said, yeah I left it all behind
Yeah I'm getting hella rest, yeah I'm really getting mine

All I know is how to turn a nothing into something
Shorty looking at me like "I really shoulda fucked him"
Heard you crazy, hella lazy, pop up in your city like a fucking Banksy
Bitch, pay me, sunshine on that Eastside, for the hood shit
One time for the bad tings with that good, good
Rain come, yeah I need that, put that seat back
Face palm to a chopped beat get away bitch

Get away bitch