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've known 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 sunset All by myself in my apartment, oh I'll take the long way home When I get back to California I hope it puts my paranoia on pause Because I'm not a god I've got no time to kill you But when I get home, baby, I will I've got no time to kill you But when I get home, baby, I will I've got no time to kill you But when I get home, baby, I will 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 *** star and I know I was born to do it Summer's gone and past, I'm always touring through it And my penthouse apartment's feeling more like an expensive storage unit Oh well, poor guy, in real life I'm more shy I just wanna hide, they be all like bread before wine 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 about the time I really need alone I'ma go for walks around the town, you might even see me roam *** it, I don't even really need a phone Man, I'm just trying to chill I've got no time to kill you But when I get home, baby, I will I got my D, I'm bout to get a fight 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 I know the sun's still shining