- Lecrae California dream in 歌詞
- Lecrae
- Zaytoven
Yeah
What up West Coast?
What up Southeast? (Daygo)
Raised me to be a lil beast (Yeah)
Caught a couple fades in the streets (What?)
Played on the beach (Huh)
Playin records with my Uncle Keith
I hit the fam all for the beats (Yeah)
Im rollin down Imperial (Imperial)
Old school in my stereo (Woo)
From Skyline, you dont hear me, though (Skyline)
I took a road trip to Long Beach, hit the wrong street
And they bang on you, but Im good,
I know Mozzy ('Where you from?')
Got a cousin off of Wilmington and El Segundo
Yeah, thats Compton, where it get hotter when the sun low
Visit greats down in South Bay ( What up, Steve?)
Ate good, thank God for my people in the hood
I grew up in the 90s (90s)
Peter Pan Ave., you could find me (Yeah)
Posted with my cousin right behind me (Huh)
Every single summer I was lookin for the come up
In that Southern California sun bright enough to blind me
(Bling!)
California dreamin
Where they throw hands in the back alley, ooh
Wakin up police, yeah, thats how we do
Gotta stay up out the way, yeah
Young hitters outside everyday, yeah
Chin up, chest up, cant let em see you break down
Fiends on the corner, its the Devils playground
Beautiful, but dangerous
Prolly why they always out there dreamin, like
Cali dreamin
Cali dreamin
Cali dreamin
Cali dreamin
It was all a dream,
Southern Californias thereal thing (West Coast)
Thats when I saw some people turn into real fiends (Whoa)
Helicopters in the sky, put that light off in yo eye
I was just a teen doin my lil thing ( Yeah)
And Mexicanos got them hydros on the low-lows
They was so **** and I was sold on
Couldnt wait til I could roll on, ha (Woo)
I was doin out there
Doin dirt all by my lonesome (Lonesome)
Stealin candy from the store,
Id let you hold some (Ayy, whatchu want, fool?)
Granny havin Sunday service in the back room (Hallelujah)
I was runnin from it,
But I guess she prayed me back to Him (Yeah)
Palm trees, sea breeze,
BCs, BGs to the OGs sippin on a OE (OE)
H-Town made a screw-up (Screw-up)
And Cali showed me gang signs that I threw up (What up?)
The hood called me OG cause I blew up
Its all God if you knew the way I grew up (Yeah)
California dreamin
Where they throw hands in the back alley, ooh
Wakin up police, yeah, thats how we do
Gotta stay up out the way, yeah
Young hitters outside everyday, yeah
Chin up, chest up, cant let em see you break down
Fiends on the corner, its the Devils playground
Beautiful , but dangerous
Prolly why they always out there dreamin, like
Cali dreamin
Cali dreamin
Cali dreamin
Cali dreamin
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