die in california feat. Gunna,Young Thug,Landon Barker

歌詞

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 Yeah, I know I might die in California Die in California Ayy Someone cut the lights off, please I've been kinda sad lately I know that I'm good for you, but you're kinda bad, baby 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 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 Die in California They gon' be missin' me It's gon be chaos when it comes down to my royalties I keep the stick like Mister X and that's by any means Watch out for opps, watch out for cops, they kill for anything I got on Prada shoes and Prada tee I love my brudda, 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 heater, that's my toaster in my coat, you never know The streets don't love you, I don't need love, I don't need you, no, no, no I pray on my knees and I stay strong Take care of my family, I don't wanna die alone 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 Die in California All this bread, make her, speed up When I did, ate her, I made her sit up I don't talk to a pillow I don't walk, Rolls Royce truck Tell the old ladies and the babies go inside I told that bitch, I been a savage before the rappin' I can take the jet to Seattle without the sky I can shoot this bitch like a veteran with precise 911 Porsche Cayenne grey like a granny Dyin' in LA, I done OD'd on twenty Xannies, slime Oh, she my baby, she my wife She tryna kiss it while we ride (Muah) We bouta fuck around and die Livin' in the hills, got eyes (Eyes) Now she tryna hire her a spy (Now she tryna hire her a spy) 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 Yeah, I know I might die in California Die in California