Machine Gun Kelly, Landon Barker, Gunna, Young Thug - die in california (streaming version) lyrics

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, mmm

Ayy, someone cut the lights off please
I've been kinda sad lately
I know that I'm good for you (yeah)
But, you kinda bad, baby (Mm)
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
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
Tell me, was it my fear of bein' complacent
That ended up leavin' me so jaded?
I'm miserable even though I made it
Got a house in the Hills
And I fuckin' hate it (Ayy)

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

They gon' be missin' me
It's gon' be chaos when it
Come down to my royalties
I keep it still, I miss the exit
That's by any means (Woah)
Watch out for opps, watch out for cops
They kill for anything
I got on Prada shoes and Prada tee (Yes)
I love my brother, rest in peace
I know you're proud of me
I'm pourin' mud up
Tryna stay away from Billie Jean
On all these opens
Everybody say I'm hardly sleep
And I got demons on my
Shoulder, heart gettin' colder, I'm so cold
Keep me a heater, that's my toaster
In my coat, you would never know
Streets don't love you, I don't either
I don't need ya, no no no
I pray on my knees and I stay strong
Take care of my family, I don' wan' die alone

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
(yeah) , die in California

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 all the ladies and ther babies go inside
(Ah) i told that bitch I been
A savage before the rappin' (Grrah, grrah)
I can take the jets to
Seattle without the sky
I can shoot this bitch like
A veteran with precise (Grrah, grrah)
911 Porsche cayenne grey like a granny
Dyin' in LA, I done OD'd on twenty Xanny's
Slime, oh, she my baby, she my wife, wah-wah
She tryna kiss it while we ride (Mwah)
We 'boutta fuck around and die
(Fuck around and die)
Livin' in the Hills, got eyes (Eyes)
Now she tryna hire her a spy (Hire her a spy)

Killed the me that I used to be (yeah)
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, mmm