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PERFORMING ARTISTS
G-Eazy
G-Eazy
Vocals
Brandon Fried
Brandon Fried
Drums
Jeremy Freedman
Jeremy Freedman
Guitar
Jesse®
Jesse®
Vocals
Michael Margott
Michael Margott
Bass Guitar
Zachary Abels
Zachary Abels
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
G-Eazy
G-Eazy
Songwriter
Jesse®
Jesse®
Songwriter
Zachary Abels
Zachary Abels
Songwriter
Michael Margott
Michael Margott
Songwriter
Jeremy Freedman
Jeremy Freedman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jesse®
Jesse®
Producer
Chris Mullings
Chris Mullings
Recording Engineer
Benjamin Wollner
Benjamin Wollner
Mixing Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

When I get back to California I'll see my sister and my momma I'll tell my friends about my fast life Because they know me from my past life When I get back to California I'll smoke a pound of marijuana I'll sit inside and watch the sun set All by myself in my apartment Oh, I'll take the long way home When I get back to California I hope I push my paranoia I'm parched because I'm not a god I've got no time to kill But when I get home Maybe I will I can't wait 'till you're back to California I can't wait 'till you're back to California I can't wait 'till you're back to California I can't wait 'till you're back to California Killing brain cells, killing time When I finally get back I'll be feeling fine Hope I get to chill out in my twenties while I'm still in mine Tap right out the matrix but I'm just out here Maneuvering until it's time On the road know my girl be going through it But I'm a fucking star and I know I was born to do it Summer gone and past I'm always touring through it And my penthouse apartment Is feeling more like an expensive storage unit Oh well, poor guy, in real life I'm more shy I just wanna hide, they just be like "Bruh but for why?" Everybody wants a favor or a slice of your pie Live a fast life, I'ma either get rich or die So I, pass out faded then I dream of home Thinking 'bout the time I really need alone I'ma go for walks around the town you might even see me roam Fuck it I don't even really need a phone Man I'm just tryna chill I've got no time to kill But when I get home Maybe I will I can't wait 'till you're back to California I can't wait 'till you're back to California I can't wait 'till you're back to California I can't wait 'till you're back to California I know the sun's still shining I know the sun's still shining I know the sun's still shining I know the sun's still shining
Writer(s): Jesse Rutherford, Zachary Abels, Mike Margott, Jeremy Freedman, Gerald Gillum Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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