Shady
You better watch your back, cause this could be a trap
You know that looks could be deceitful
In my whole life I'll stay, in Californ-I-A
A sunny place for shady people
Welcome to the west coast, everybody's in the fast lane
We live life like it could be the last day
Everybody's got something to prove
The cost of living's so high, we got nothin' to lose
All we give a fuck about is what it looks like
Cause none of us were ever tought how to live life
Face down faces glued to the phone
The lights are on but there ain't nobody ever at home
Brand new suit, in a mercedes benz
You're gettin off at everybody else's expense
You got a million likes, and a billion views
You're not real muthafucka we just see right through
From the 530 to the 619
Pedals to the floor goin' 95
Cause anything can happen from the bay to Diego
Fuck it man, we'll just see how the day goes
You better watch your back, cause this could be a trap
You know that looks could be deceitful
In my whole life I'll stay, in Californ-I-A
A sunny place for shady people
We learn the hard way, everybody tellin' you to mind ya business
Just go about it, cause really ain't no time to kick it
Find a partner, cause many fakes will try to stop ya
Fight to prosper, seein' its divide & conquer
Some are faithful, but really for the payroll
Sacto from Frisco to Dago
Give it your all and the loved ones will overlook it
Follow the path, just knowing that the road is crooked
You see me speaking from experience
Put it to a stop, depending on the period, of time we carried on
And we pay no mind, still we rep Cali til the day we die
I know it's plastic and fabricated, It ain't real
From the Golden Gate Bridge to them Hollywood Hills
Sometime you gotta cut ties
Cause it ain't about the beaches and sunshine
You got one life
You better watch your back, cause this could be a trap
You know that looks could be deceitful
In my whole life I'll stay, in Californ-I-A
A sunny place for shady people
South bay from Hermosa to Redondo
You know Ventura, we be rippin' up the Mondos
OC we rip it up until the cops come
Long Beach has got the dope incase you got none
The Golden State ain't got no golden rule
Except lickin' your plate, after your landlord's full
How do I love a place where I can barely survive
You got two choices man, hustle or die
You know that looks could be deceitful
In my whole life I'll stay, in Californ-I-A
A sunny place for shady people
Welcome to the west coast, everybody's in the fast lane
We live life like it could be the last day
Everybody's got something to prove
The cost of living's so high, we got nothin' to lose
All we give a fuck about is what it looks like
Cause none of us were ever tought how to live life
Face down faces glued to the phone
The lights are on but there ain't nobody ever at home
Brand new suit, in a mercedes benz
You're gettin off at everybody else's expense
You got a million likes, and a billion views
You're not real muthafucka we just see right through
From the 530 to the 619
Pedals to the floor goin' 95
Cause anything can happen from the bay to Diego
Fuck it man, we'll just see how the day goes
You better watch your back, cause this could be a trap
You know that looks could be deceitful
In my whole life I'll stay, in Californ-I-A
A sunny place for shady people
We learn the hard way, everybody tellin' you to mind ya business
Just go about it, cause really ain't no time to kick it
Find a partner, cause many fakes will try to stop ya
Fight to prosper, seein' its divide & conquer
Some are faithful, but really for the payroll
Sacto from Frisco to Dago
Give it your all and the loved ones will overlook it
Follow the path, just knowing that the road is crooked
You see me speaking from experience
Put it to a stop, depending on the period, of time we carried on
And we pay no mind, still we rep Cali til the day we die
I know it's plastic and fabricated, It ain't real
From the Golden Gate Bridge to them Hollywood Hills
Sometime you gotta cut ties
Cause it ain't about the beaches and sunshine
You got one life
You better watch your back, cause this could be a trap
You know that looks could be deceitful
In my whole life I'll stay, in Californ-I-A
A sunny place for shady people
South bay from Hermosa to Redondo
You know Ventura, we be rippin' up the Mondos
OC we rip it up until the cops come
Long Beach has got the dope incase you got none
The Golden State ain't got no golden rule
Except lickin' your plate, after your landlord's full
How do I love a place where I can barely survive
You got two choices man, hustle or die
Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Smith, Ilyich Sato
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