California Breeze

Lil Baby

"California Breeze" by Lil Baby

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Yeah, made it out the trenches, this type of life I can get used to
Number one on YouTube, private dinner in Malibu
Show you how to work your stick
Ain't nobody gon' handle you
Put you in a Phantom 'cause you my lil' boo
Ready for whatever, I tie up my boots
Everybody goin' the same route, so, I switched up my route
Niggas ain't be what they talkin' 'bout, so, I switched up my crew
Actin' like you love me knowin' it's flaw, so, I'm gon' fake it too
But, that's what I'm supposed to do
Aware of my surroundings, I don't f**k with y'all, don't come around me
"Baby switched up," how that sound? Like a nigga in his feelings
You can't name somethin' I did flaw, I'ma die and breed only the realest
I ain't never worry 'bout another nigga, so, in that case, I'm the biggest
I been trappin' all around the world, my pivots still ain't left the business
She got everything I want, ain't no need to f**k with these bitches
You can go and have a lil' fun, I ain't gon' trip, baby, I get it
Ain't bullsh*t in this game, wherever this plane land, I'm the littest nigga there
Turn your back on me, I ain't even care
If you need me, I'm still gon' be there
Tell me how the f**k is this sh*t fair
Switch on who? I went there
F**k them too, I'm prepared
I run sh*t, get that clear
Heartbroke, can't drop no tears
Was what it was, is what it is

California breeze, take her out to eat
Stop at a lil' party
End up at the big house
I can 't f**k with shawty, 'cause she got a big mouth
Pull up in a 'Rarri, hop out like a big dawg
Get my sh*t together, feel like I done took two years out
Bookin' on my schedule, I ain't rich enough to chill out
I watched you turn sour, I don't know how to feel 'bout it
Shortly unfolded, but, I'm still solid

I'm still out here, still don't k know how to feel about it
Early in the mornin' talkin' to Marques 'bout it
Wonderin', "Should I let it go, or, we beefin' 'bout it?"
Knowin' that I'll go cold on you for weeks about it
And it weren't that deep, but, that's just how it be with me
I can't lie, she be f**kin' me good, but, girl, you f**k me better
I'm not surprised that you stereotypin' to be a lil' guy
But, if I can have a second of yo' time, try to elevate yo' mind
We can crush 'em on every level, I'm tellin' you
I fell in love with generatin' revenue
I know they gon' try to push you from the top, so, I'm careful
I put niggas under my wing like they my nephew
I'ma give you every piece of game I got when I catch you
I'm just tryna let you feel the breeze with me (Yeah)

California breeze, take her out to eat
Stop at a lil' party
End up at the big house
I can 't f**k with shawty, 'cause she got a big mouth
Pull up in a 'Rarri, hop out like a big dawg
Get my sh*t together, feel like I done took two years out
Bookin' on my schedule, I ain't rich enough to chill out
I watched you turn sour, I don't know how to feel 'bout it
Shortly unfolded, but, I'm still solid

No, no, no, no
I'm supposed to be gone
But, sh*t, where I'm gon' go?
Tryna hold it in, I can't let this sh*t show
It can't be forced, it don't work, let it go
I try to tell you


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Chart History

Chart DatePosition
2022-10-294
2022-11-0544
2022-11-1255
2022-11-1973
2022-11-2676
2022-12-0381
2022-12-1086
2023-01-1489
2023-01-2190
2023-01-2897
2023-02-0494
2023-02-1194
2023-02-1893
2023-02-2595

Peak Position: #4
Number of Weeks on Chart: 14