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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeCalifornia Breeze
We all want somebody to care for your needsYeah, made it out the trenchesthis type of life I can get used toNumber one on YouTube, private dinner in MalibuShow you how to work your stickAin't nobody gon' handle youPut you in a Phantom 'cause you my lil' booReady for whatever, I tie up my bootsEverybody goin' the same route, so, I switched up my routeNiggas ain't be what they talkin' 'bout, soI switched up my crewActin' like you love me knowin' it's flawso, I'm gon' fake it tooBut, that's what I'm supposed to doAware of my surroundingsI don't fuck with y'all, don't come around me"Baby switched up, " how that sound?Like a nigga in his feelingsYou can't name somethin' I did flawI'ma die and breed only the realestI ain't never worry 'bout another niggaso, in that case, I'm the biggestI been trappin' all around the worldmy pivots still ain't left the businessShe got everything I wantain't no need to fuck with these bitchesYou can go and have a lil' funI ain't gon' trip, baby, I get itAin't bullshit in this gamewherever this plane land, I'm the littest nigga thereTurn your back on me, I ain't even careIf you need me, I'm still gon' be thereTell me how the fuck is this shit fairSwitch on who? I went thereFuck them too, I'm preparedI run shit, get that clearHeartbroke, can't drop no tearsWas what it was, is what it isCalifornia breeze, take her out to eatStop at a lil' partyEnd up at the big houseI can't fuck with shawty, 'cause she got a big mouthPull up in a 'Rarri, hop out like a big dawgGet my shit together, feel like I done took two years outBookin' on my schedule, I ain't rich enough to chill outI watched you turn sour, I don't know how to feel 'bout itMajority unfolded, but, I'm still solidI'm still out here, still don't know how to feel about itEarly in the mornin' talkin' to Marquis about itWonderin', "Should I let it go, or, we beefin' 'bout it? "Knowin' that I'll go cold on you for weeks about itAnd it weren't that deep, but, that's just how we be with meI can't lie, she be fuckin' me goodbut, girl, you fuck me betterI'm not surprised that you stereotypin' to be a lil' guyBut, if I can have a second of yo' timetry to elevate yo' mindWe can crush 'em on every level, I'm tellin' youI fell in love with generatin' revenueI know they gon' try to push youfrom the top, so, I'm carefulI put niggas under my wing like they my nephewI'ma give you every piece of game I got when I catch youI'm just tryna let you feel the breeze with me (Yeah)California breeze, take her out to eatStop at a lil' partyEnd up at the big houseI can't fuck with shawty, 'cause she got a big mouthPull up in a 'Rarri, hop out like a big dawgGet my shit together, feel like I done took two years outBookin' on my schedule, I ain't rich enough to chill outI watched you turn sour, I don't know how to feel 'bout itMajority unfolded, but, I'm still solidI'm supposed to be goneBut, shit, where I'm gon' go?Tryna hold it in, I can't let this shit showIt can't be forced, it don't work, let it goI try to tell you, you act like you know
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