Yeah I’m faded fake faces
I erase ‘em California
That fragrance mad payments
Fake places California
I don’t want to be the one that’s left behind
I love the way you lie
Tryna get my money bag straight this time
The hills is gon’ decide

LA westside mama scared most of the time
Looking behind what’s this so called life
Shawty run my other phone yeah
Fake faces gotta cut em off yeah
Fake faces they don’t problem solve yeah
My faith is from the cameras yeah

Flash flash Imma take the pictures for my fam damn
Show em I’ve made it flashbacks
To the pictures from way back
The kids were like who’s that who’s that
Now I do Hollywood yeah
Copies everywhere like a walkie talkie
Imma run the lobby speak to nobody
San Gabriel Valley might crash your party like

Yeah you made it you’ve been anxious
But you made it California
Conversations till the sun rise
When you stop by California
I don’t want to be the one that’s left behind
I love the way you lie
I don’t wanna be the one to lose my mind
I know you know

Somebody put some brakes on me I really need rest on me
Pops callin’ up every couple days I’m smiling so he could think I’m straight
Why can’t I tell the truth (wo)

Playing J Cole back then with a clear end goal like it all made sense I needed myself and nobody else ok let’s go

From how it looks man it’s hard to complain
Man I just been praying that when I get older that I got some smile in me that can remain
My money is long but I got some new issues that feel like it’s longer than government names
Man all I could wish is the mask that I wear and the face that’s below it is looking the same

Like oh
You’ve been in this fight I could see it in your eyes

Like oh
I made up my mind I don’t wanna waste no time

Moneymaking while we’re breaking
It’s amazing California
Celebrate it or berate it
It’s been fated California
Oh Maria the hills are swarming
With dead ends and the bots performing
Don’t mistake it you can break big
Till you get sick

Shut the fuck up don’t wake another neighbor
I don’t know you and I don’t want to later
Praying to God I never run out of His favor
But we don’t make the textbooks on our best behavior do we

I’m the antihero of my own damn movie
All my exes write songs that I’m based on loosely
Take after my ma I can be choosy I can be choosy

And when the sky looks like a painting
That’s when you look down

California (money making while we’re breaking)
California (but you made it California)
California (yeah I’m faded fake faces)
California (but you made it California)
California