memorie
Well, I remember, drivin' around
Tryna think of each and every way that I could maybe get my ass up out this town
And I remember, it wasn't long ago
I used to tell my momma "Stop with the yelling, a normal job isn't why I'm in this world"
And I remember coming home at night hoping I don't smell like smoke
Telling my momma "Don't worry, one day we ain't gonna be broke"
I'ma pay the bills with these six strings, just watch me
And now I'm on a roll and nobody can stop me
Well, I was so low
But now I'm high in California
Well, I was so low
But now I'm gettin' high in California
Well, I was so low, low, low, low, low (I was so low)
But now I (Yeah)
Well, now I'm gettin' high in California (Oh)
I used to pray that one day maybe you might save me and we'd get out of here, oh
Now I'm racing, almost famous, I feel like I've made it there
So close but I'm still not in the right spot (Yeah)
I was born in California where the women and the weather too hot (Oh)
Yeah, I've got a little but I'm really itchin' for a whole lot (Yeah)
But when you start tearing it up they start rippin' you off
I hear what they say (I hear it) and I know what they do (I do)
Yeah, they call up on you (Brrt) and they say that you're cool (Ay)
So you give 'em your best, yeah, and they go and they flex, yeah
But I just smoke it off when I get back to the west side
Well I was so low
But now I'm gettin' high in California
Well I was so low
(Too many paths, got too many paths)
But now I'm gettin' high in California
Well I was so low, low, low, low, low
(Too many paths, hope they remember me)
But now
Well now I'm gettin' high in California
Think about the memories
Think about my first kiss
Think about my first spliff
Mama working day-shifts
So we can have a Christmas
Friends turn to enemies
Passport stamps, take me on a journey
I'm 'bout to go on tour, left my girl lonely (I can't leave her for me)
Never switching up, never acting phoney
Stay true to my fam, stay true my fans (For me)
Stay true to my people, stay true to A$AP
Made it this far, the stars are where we at
Need the new Cadillac, wish that I could bring Yams back
Made it this far, the stars are where we at
Need the new Cadillac, wish that I could bring Yams back
A$AP
Well, I was so low
But now I'm high in California
Well, I was so low
But now I'm gettin' high in California
Well, I was so low, low, low, low, low (I was so low)
But now I (Yeah)
Well, now I'm gettin' high in California (Oh)