Kalifornia

Mo-cal where you get clapped any given second
im just tryna see my great grands reach seven
Tee was goin in for life, didn't learn a lesson
couldn't plead the fifth so he plead the second

blood of rick james flowin through my body
me and maryjane couldn't get along she was naughty
got this twak on my line probably off the molly
if i didn't have a brain, i'd beat it like ali

really want the truth gettin tired of the optimistic
fifty fifty we don't make thats just realistic
its too complex, it ain't simplistic
im young old school like the stylistics

with a 40 and a dolla in my hand
i can't help to stop and see the devils plan
tired of the fakeness, tired of the scams
haters want ya head, wanna see you in the can

Kalifornia
so much love

Kalifornia
thats where we from

Kalifornia
thats how we ride
thats how we roll in these streets

up in the mornin gotta go to church
gotta thank the lord erryday for work
im too young to be a hashtag on a shirt
on the news they gettin smoked like a bag of purp

errybody probably know me by name
since the age of seven i been really in this rap game
everybody tryna roll like we in a crap game
know ya friends betta yet watch ya back mane

swear, if i see a chance then im takin it
like flour, life is what you make of it
lord knows alot of us gettin sick of this
live ya life, plan it out like battleship

i heard my old friend got evicted
on his birthday so i gave em best wishes
snake from the jump enemies in the trenches
he gon pay for it later like pension

Kalifornia
so much love

Kalifornia
thats where we from

Kalifornia
thats how we ride
thats how we roll in these streets