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California Breeze Lyrics
California Breeze Lyrics

California Breeze Lyrics

California Breeze Song Lyrics by Lil Baby

Yeah, made it out the trenches, this type of life I can get used toNumber one on YouTube, private dinner in MalibuShow you how to work your stick ain’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, so, I switched up my crewActin’ like you love me knowin’ it’s flaw, so, I’m gon’ fake it tooWhat else am I supposed to do?Aware of my surroundings, I 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 flaw, I’ma dyin’ breed of the realestI ain’t never worry ’bout another nigga, so in that case, I’m the biggestI been travellin’ around the world, my pivot still ain’t left the businessShe got everything I want, ain’t no need to fuck with these bitchesYou can go and have a lil’ fun, I ain’t gon’ trip, baby, I get itAin’t bullshit in this game, wherever 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 fair?Switch on who? I wasn’t thereFuck them too, I’m preparedI run shit, get that clearHeart broke, can’t drop no tearsWas what it was, is what it is
California breeze, take her out to eatStop at a lil’ party, end 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 offBookin’ up my schedule, I ain’t rich enough to chill outI watched you turn sour, I still don’t know how to feel ’bout itMajority of ’em folded, but, I’m still solid
I’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 wasn’t even that deep, but, that’s just how it be with meI can’t lie, she be fuckin’ me good, but, girl, you fuck me betterI’m not surprised that you stereotype me to be a lil’ guyBut if I can have a second of yo’ time, try 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 you from 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’ party, end 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 offBookin’ up my schedule, I ain’t rich enough to chill outI watched you turn sour, I still don’t know how to feel ’bout itMajority of ’em folded, but, I’m still solid
No, no, no, noI’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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