Yeah

Yeah, I′m faded (ayy), fake facesI erase 'em, California

That fragrance, mad payments

Fake places, California

I don′t wanna 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 (yeah, ayy)

LA, Westside, mama scared most of the time

Lookin′ 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, I'mma 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

I'ma run the lobby, speak to nobody

San Gabriel Valley, I might crash your party, like

Yeah, you made it, you′ve been anxious

But you made it, California

Conversations ′til the sunrise

When you stop by, California

I don't wanna 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 smilin′ so he could think I'm straight

Why can't I tell the truth?

Playin′ J. Cole back then, with a clear end goal

Like it all made sense, I needed myself

And nobody else, okay, let′s go, uh

From how it looks, man, it's hard to complain

Man, I just been prayin′ 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 as long as they government names

Man, all I could wish is the mask that I wear

And the face that's below it is lookin′ the same, like

(Oh, oh, oh) You been in this fight

I can see it in your eyes, like

(Oh, oh, oh) I made up my mind

I don't wanna waste no time, yeah

Money makin′, while we're breakin'

It′s amazin′, California

Celebrate it or berate it

It's been fated, California

Oh, Maria, the hills are swarmin′

With dead ends and the bots performin'

Don′t mistake it, you can break big

'Til you get sick, hm

Shut the fuck up, don′t wake another neighbor (yeah, shut the fuck up)

I don't know you and I don't want to later (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 anti-hero in my own damn movie (movie)

All my exes write songs that I'm based on loosely

Take after my ma, I can be choosy

I can be choosy, oh

And when the sky looks like a painting

That′s when you look down

California

Money makin', while we′re breakin'

California

But you made it, California

California

Yeah, I′m faded, fake faces

California

But you made it, California

California