California Dreaming lyrics
by FattMack
[Intro]
Aye, (Fatt)
Uh, Fatt, Aye
Make it big
California Dreamin’
Aye
[Chorus]
Tryna make it out, make it big, get my dukes and grab my crib
Give my niece’s a stuff of mil, so they don’t the sh*t i did
I already asked God forgiveness for the day i see him, i won’t lay ‘em down, leave his toes pointin’ to the air
Lyin’ on my name, he won’t say it but, the clout the reason
Any n*gga ever came and played, i bet i got even
I’m the one that flawed, still sprouted through the f*ckin’ semen
Puttin’ in work, in the trenches, California Dreaming
[Verse]
Yeah’ i love ya love, but if it hurt me, i know i don’t need it, yeah
She like “can we f*ck, before you make it big?”
Brodie got them bowls outside, tali bring ‘em in
Blinded, all the red flags, i couldn’t even see ‘em
You got hurt, but you knew i was a playa, from the [?]
If you got yo gun, and got yo blunt, then put it in the air
I was 15, gettin’ my di*k ate, in the school stair’s, you could go ask Kenzie ‘bout it, she know i got [?]
Don’t needa ask her friend ‘bout it, know i hit ‘em both
High as f*ck in this Vet, i pull up tarring up the road
Probably ridin’ ‘round with ya b*tch, you know I’m smooth with all the hoes
And I’m ridin’ ‘round with a switch, but i got tints so don’t be nosy
If you say you really love me, b*tch show me
He flexin’ like he up, the whole time, the b*tch owe me
My dad say I’m a dope fein, mama come back every few months, she don’t know me
Divided i get off, it make it hard to approach me
I been tryna slow my life down, with this codeine
Cut my years off, won’t hear a b*tch tellin’ me no dream, aye
I been takin’ zaza in the parkin’ lot like protein, i hope i don’t OD
You know i take sh*t way to far, if you know me
I can’t name a n*gga or a b*tch that done hoed me
Took a whole pound on the E-way in my roll weed
Used to get them stolos, drive them b*tches, till they on ‘E
[Chorus]
Tryna make it out, make it big, get my dukes and grab my crib
Give my niece’s a stuff of mil, so they don’t the sh*t i did
I already asked God forgiveness for the day i see him, i won’t lay ‘em down, leave his toes pointin’ to the air
Lyin’ on my name, he won’t say it but, the clout the reason
Any n*gga ever came and played, i bet i got even
I’m the one that flawed, still sprouted through the f*ckin’ semen
Puttin’ in work, in the trenches, California Dreaming