Crenshaw Grizz - California Lyrics

Waking up in California Sellin' grams in California
Ain't no cappin', ain't no fakin' Whatever that I do, I gotta make it
Get it out the mud from the muscle' Now I take my time, never rush it
No time for the hate, nigga, f*ck it Don't got time for the hate, nigga, f*ck em
Waking up in California Sellin' grams in California
Ain't no cappin', ain't no fakin' Whatever that I do, I gotta make it
Get it out the mud from the muscle' Now I take my time, never rush it
No time for the hate, nigga, f*ck it Don't got time for the hate, nigga, f*ck em

Fourteen grams, smoke it all in a week My screws a little loose if you get what I mean
Came with a machete, I'ma slice off his toupee Shadows on your property like it's Halloween
Green, red, and blue, I got different color beams
Don't tell women what happened in the street I'm saying from experience, they more like bumblebees

Sharing all your information through communities Think about that unity, nigga, it's just you and me
Jam' to the beat while I zoom down the street
Show up to your funeral with a .223 pistol Y'all get tricked out of everything, she only Throwin' pussy
I don't chase hoes, I'm not goin', I'm no rookie

Tell cuz to hold my blower, cause I'm finna come fold you
Hoes out of Chino, but they creep like vultures Get a nigga chopped up, real spill like Poultry
Waking up in California Sellin' grams in California
Ain't no cap, it ain't no faking Whatever that I do, I gotta make it
Get it out the mud from the muscle Now I take my time, never rush it
No time for the hate, nigga, f*ck it Don't got time for the hate, nigga, f*ck em
Waking up in California Sellin' grams in California
Ain't no cap, it ain't no faking Whatever that I do, I gotta make it
Get it out the mud from the muscle Now I take my time, never rush it
No time for the hate, nigga, f*ck it Don't got time for the hate, nigga, f*ck em