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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
mgk
Lead Vocals
Gunna
Vocals
Landon Barker
Vocals
Travis Barker
Drums
Young Thug
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Landon Barker
Songwriter
Travis Barker
Songwriter
Ljay Currie
Songwriter
Sergio Kitchens
Songwriter
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter
Rachel West
Songwriter
Richard Colson Baker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Travis Barker
Producer
Ljay Currie
Producer
A ‘Bainz’ Bains
Mixing Engineer
Anandi Joshi
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Will Quinnell
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Killed the me I used to be
I might die in California
In my mind, I had a dream
Saw a demon on my shoulder
Yeah, I know, I should probably let it go
Yeah, I know I might die in California
Die in California
[Verse 2]
Aye
Someone cut the lights off, please
I've been kinda sad lately
I know that I'm good for you, but you're kinda bad, baby
Witches doin' love chants, brewin' up the potion
I had a premonition I was overdosin'
So someone cut the lights off, please
I don't want you to look at me
[Verse 3]
I paint my nails black, if I ever look happy then it's an act
Every day is an anxiety attack
I wish I could take it back to when I was drinkin' water out the tap
With the Cleveland logo printed on my hat
[Verse 4]
Tell me, was it my fear of bein' complacent
That ended up leavin' me so jaded? (Ended up leavin' me)
I'm miserable even though I made it
Got a house in the hills and I fuckin' hate it
[Verse 5]
Killed the me I used to be
I might die in California
In my mind, I had a dream
Saw a demon on my shoulder
Yeah, I know, I should probably let it go (Let it go)
Yeah, I know I might die in California
Die in California
[Verse 6]
They gon' be missin' me
It's gon' be chaos when it comes down to my royalties
I keep the stick like Mister X and that's by any means
Watch out for opps, watch out for cops, they kill for anything
I got on Prada shoes and Prada tee
I love my brudda, rest in peace, I know you proud of me
I'm pourin' mud up, tryna stay away from Billie Jean
On all these uppers, everybody say I hardly sleep
[Verse 7]
And I got demons on my shoulder, heart gettin' colder, oh so cold
Keep me a heater, that's my toaster in my coat, you never know
The streets don't love you, I don't need love, I don't need you, no, no, no
I pray on my knees and I stay strong
Take care of my family, I don't wanna die alone
[Verse 8]
Killed the me I used to be
I might die in California
In my mind, I had a dream
Saw a demon on my shoulder
Yeah, I know, I should probably let it go (Let it go)
Yeah, I know I might die in California
Die in California
[Verse 9]
All this bread, make her, speed up
When I did, ate her, I made her sit up
I don't talk to a pillow
I don't walk, Rolls Royce truck
Tell the old ladies and the babies, "Go inside"
I told that bitch, I been a savage before the rappin'
I can take the jet to Seattle without the sky
I can shoot this bitch like a veteran with precise
[Verse 10]
911 Porsche Cayenne grey like a granny
Dyin' in LA, I done OD'd on twenty Xannies, slime
Oh, she my baby, she my wife
She tryna kiss it while we ride (Muah)
We bouta fuck around and die
Livin' in the hills, got eyes (Eyes)
Now she tryna hire her a spy (Now she tryna hire her a spy)
[Verse 11]
Killed the me I used to be
I might die in California
In my mind, I had a dream
Saw a demon on my shoulder
Yeah, I know, I should probably let it go
Yeah, I know I might die in California
Die in California
Written by: Colson Baker, Jeffery Williams, Landon Barker, Ljay Currie, Lorne Currie, Nick Long, Patrick Mcmanus, Rachel West, Rogét Chahayed, Sergio Kitchens, Travis Barker