Текст песни
Court facing
Ass chasing
Loot waving
In training
Friend fading
Odds racing
Niggas in Americas finest
West west
Real taco shops, we ain't talking bout no Texmex
This is my home baby, never be another
Bet the whole world know bout cali in the summer
I dun seen several
The views been incredible
From Highland and Etta st, to Euclid and Federal
The streets been my pedestal, salute to me generals
Cut from a cloth, Cali wrapped around me skeletal
Im telling you, I'm home!
Let me leave it on the table, aye
West West til I D.I.E
Let me show you how my Day go in my
California Home
Love in the wrinkles
We just twisting fingers uh
Nothing competes, with my
California Home
Look who got the torch yet again (My Nigga)
Who up on them courts yet again (My Nigga)
History repeats niggas hopped up out they seats
When they popped out and started whipping feet (My Nigga)
Cali got a history this shouldn't be a mystery
Hustle til you win then take a lap declaring victory
That's that efficiency baby
Here's an epiphany baby
Don't sleep on a cali king, that slope is slippery baby
They dun turned the system down with all this toxicity baby
Now we vibing higher as a whole expeditiously baby
Cali brought it home!
Let me leave it on the table, aye
West West til I D.I.E
Let me show you how my Day go in my
California Home
Love in the wrinkles
We just twisting fingers uh
Nothing competes, with my
California Home