The Game - California Dream lyrics

I'm at the house bout to roll this kush up
I can get a call at any minute
So I'm just doing push-ups
Waiting on what seems to be forever
I burned a hole in my Polo
Sweater cause I was nervous
That's how crazy birth is
Loading up this Beretta
Cause this time I'm having a baby girl
So it's whatever, whenever... whatever
You my willow and it's my will
To make this last forever
First thing I'm a tell
Her? Daddy's your umbrella
Get with a glass slipper Cali
You my Cinderella
Gotta be a dream, hold up
That's your middle name!
Both your brothers big now
So baby you my little Game
Who gonna be the Godfather? Lil Wayne?
Y'all smoke too much but got
Cali tatted on his veins
And I just got a text from your mama
Saying the water burst
I guess it's time for my comma

You walk through the door
She on the ground crying
She don't wanna get up
You had a baby right here
I ain't cleaning that shit up!
I finally got her out the house
Now we on the elevator
She screaming, her left the car seat
But I'm a tell her later
Forget the car seat - man - I'm hella-faded
She like "I know you ain't high! " Man
I'm celebrating
Now we in the car
She won't put on her seatbelt
Screaming at the top of her
Lungs: "I need help! "
Weaving through traffic
Minutes between contractions
Close your eyes right now
And you can see it happening
Imagine: she pulling on me "stop
I'm about to crash
Shit! "
Butterflies in my stomach
Heart beating fast as shit
Every time I have a kid
It's like the first time
Kids the best
But they be coming at the worst times
Now we here, Tiff get in the wheelchair
Butterflies still here - am
I happy? Hell yeah!

I parked the car
Now I'm running through the halls lost
Trying to figure out which one
Of these rooms is ours
Think: damn... one of the nurses
Stuck her head out
They gave her an epideral so I
Pulled the couch bed out
Took a nap, woke up
They almost got the head out
She grabbing on the rails
Looking like she about to pass out
Told her to breathe
Grab my phone and hit record
"Breathe! 1, 2, 3, 4 - one more - 1, 2, 3
4"
Push! C'mon Tea, push! God damn it
Just push! "
Nurse coaching her
Doctor pulling on shoulders
Giving me the notion to cut the umbilical
She out, 8 pounds 4 ounces
Hold up: I'm about to make an announcement
See, every time a child is
Born somebody leave the world
So I thank the woman who gave
Her life for my baby girl