
Date of issue: 26.10.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Saba Pivot
Song language: English
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 gon' 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 a 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 to stone |
My first friend up in high school was a Stone |
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 ComfortZone?» |
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 gon' 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 gon' make it to California, California |
Hmmm mm mm Cali, Cali |
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 gon' 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 is good |
And your bills, ain’t never stress you and you get karate lesson |
Here’s, to, 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? |
Look at what you done started? |
Lookin' at how you’ve gone, gone |
You can leave it runnin'… |
Yo yo yo, shoutout to my boy Saba, man. |
It’s ya boy Donterio Hundon, man. |
Ya know I fuck with ya bro, but I gotta bake anotha one, on baby. |
Boy, yo ass look like a deep-fried West African squirrel with kinky twists, |
yo lil' ugly ass boy. |
Yo ass look like a sophisticated hamster with micro |
braids, yo lil' ugly ass boy. |
Yo ass look like a- yo ass look like a cool |
chimpanzee with a mop in it’s head, yo lil' ugly ass boy, and we heard what |
happened to you mhm. |
You thought we wasn’t gonna find out, we found out, boy. |
Yo ass was performing Sugar Pie Honey Bun every Tuesday on karaoke night at |
TGI Fridays. |
You got kicked off stage 'cause they ain’t pay you enough Corona |
top and they didn’t give you no free Heineken, yo lil' ugly ass boy. |
Yo ass look like the unpaid Future with no future, yo lil' ugly ass boy. |
On my mom, you ass smell like a bag of whoop-dat-ass and train smoke, |
yo lil' ugly ass boy, on baby. |
You look like the type of nigga that be |
gettin'- orderin' nachos with no cheese on them bitch. |
You look like the nigga |
to get on the CTA bus and put 200 pennies in that bitch, yo lil' ugly ass boy |
on baby, you bogus |
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