California (Explicit)

California (feat. Ravyn Lenae & Phoelix) (Explicit) - Saba/Ravyn Lenae/Phoelix

See the horizon from the road and hope that we drove

The right direction

'Cause I don't wanna slow down for no gas

And plus I'm runnin' low on cash

But I know that my bucket gonna make it to California California

Hmmm mm mm Cali Cali

What does love look like in the 22nd century

Merely a memory

I intervene cause I tend to be a lil' more optimistic

Than the wildest child or the most imaginative

I sip the tea after my opinion

They Pistol Pete dishin' out assistance

Government aid what does it take

To break the mold ay I hate the po'

Like the base is low but I'm out the park

Like the acre gone

Saba with the sabre sword

Focusin' on what we can't afford

In the scheme of things guess it just ain't important

Who wasn't broke for moment or three

Start staining like oh it was free

Then stop for a moment of peace

And plus they would call the police if you kept showin' ya face

I said I stopped dreamin' instead I decided to chase

And I ain't look back that's how you turn the stone

My first friend up in high school was a stoner

He said come and join I ain't come along

Not cause I'm high and mighty just cause I knew right from wrong

Somewhere I belong looked but I didn't find

But instead of getting discouraged I got my city behind

Now I'm feelin' worldwide next stop NY

Next month LA then back

West side

You change when a friend dies new man since I lost Kobe

He got out of prison then called my phone like where Comfort Zone

And since then I lost touch but this year I'm gettin' it back

I finally feel like myself what I've been on don't even ask

They ask me why the

Bucket List

You know the bucket list

I finally climbed the rock made it to the top of the precipice

I came from the pessimism of inner city as it is

Accident prone youth adult say don't take a chance

But we never listen we went and did it they vision impaired

So what do you fear and why are you scared

Why are you scared

Why are you scared

See the horizon from the road

And hope that we drove the right direction

'Cause I don't wanna slow down for no gas

And plus I'm runnin' low on cash

But I know that my bucket gonna make it to California California

See the horizon from the road and hope that we drove the right direction

'Cause I don't wanna slow down for no gas

And plus I'm runnin' low on cash

But I know that my bucket gonna make it to California California

See the horizon from the road and hope that we drove the right direction

'Cause I don't wanna slow down for no gas

And plus I'm runnin' low on cash

But I know that my bucket gonna make it to California California

Yo yo yo what up

This is Lupe Fiasco

And my bucket list has many things in it

One of 'em is uh wantin' to win the Nobel Prize for somethin'

Uhhhh I also want yeah that's it

I just wanna win the Nobel Prize

Yeah

House in a gated neighborhood not the hood

In the hills plus an ocean view your wife and you it's good

And your bills they never stress you and you get karate lesson hills

'Till no more tears

Look at what you done started

Look at what you done started

Lookin' at how you've gone gone

Do you want a shooting star

Look at what you done started

Lookin' at how you've gone gone

You can leave it runnin'

Yo yo yo shout out to my boy Saba man

It's ya boy Donterio Hundon man

Ya know I f**k with ya bro but

I gotta bake another a one on bake

Boy yo a** look like a deep fried

West African squirrel with kinky twists yo lil' ugly a** boy

Yo a** look like a sophisticated hamster with micro braids

Yo lil' ugly a** boy

Yo a** look like a yo a** look like a cool chimpanzee with

A mop in it's head yo lil' ugly a** boy and we heard

What happened to you mhm

You thought we wasn't gonna find out we found out boy

Yo a** was performing

Sugar pie

Honey Bunch every Tuesday on karaoke night at TGI Fridays

You got kicked off stage cause they didn't pay

You enough corona top and they didn't give you no free honey

Yo lil' ugly a** boy

Yo a** look like the unpaid future with

No future yo lil' ugly a** boy

On my mom you a** smell like a bag

Of whoop dat a** and train smoke

Yo lil' ugly a** boy on bake

You look like the type of ni**a that be gettin' orderin' nachos

With no cheese on them b**ch you look like the ni**a to get on

The CTA busand put 200 pennies in that b**ch yo lil'

Ugly a** boy boom baby boom