BROCKHAMPTON
SATURATION 210
[Intro: Merlyn Wood]
Los Angeles is dangerous
Them things they bust try cancel us
Los Angeles is dangerous
Them things they bust try cancel us
Los Angeles is dangerous
Them things they bust try cancel us
Los Angeles is dangerous
Them things they bust try cancel us

[Verse 1: Ameer Vann]
I've been on some other shit, ducking undercovers
I've been running from the government, racist white Republicans
Now I'm out in California, Prius full of vegans
Always late to meetings with rich white people
Fuck these rich white people, stroke my ego
My white bitch got a Black ass—I love white people
I know they got me brainwashed, I was watching Baywatch
"Mommy, where the colored people?" Then she lost her day job
We was watching Jamie Foxx, I'ma move to LA
I'ma get my money up, I'ma be a famous rapper
Only got a hundred bucks, Daddy let me take his truck
In this truck, I had a mic, I had my n***as set it up
Arrive on 37th Street, think my past just set me up
N***as throwing sets up, but that shit don't upset us
Had to quit my day job, I would work security
Lyrics on my cellphone, protecting my community
You don't see how clear it be? A angel right in front of me
Came to me inside a dream, told me to grab on her wings
Camera lens up on my face, tell your boy to stay in place
Reason why I love my state, let's see if the world agree
[Break: Ameer Vann]
Ever since I came to LA
Ever since I came to LA
Ever since I came to LA
Ever since I came to LA

[Verse 2: Dom McLennon]
Running through Elysium, I done died a hundred times
Demons hit the high-beams, I'm trying to adjust my eyes
Smuggled in a angel past the borders of my broken mind
All the other angels on the bridge committing suicide
Lucifer is petrified, everybody lost faith
Sky turned into fire before I could find a prom date
When we hit the streets, they couldn't calculate the crime rate
Acid in the fireplace, Hades for the holidays
I could tell you all the horror stories of my past life
I been having visions where I'm sipping on my last light
Poison in the palace from the chalice of my past wife
Murdered by my confidence, the closet drew the last knife
Swerving past the lava, hope I make it to get baptized

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
Man, ever since I came to California
I've felt so lonely even though I stay with homies
But, damn, I can't wait to get out California
Floating by my lonely with some money just to hold me
[Verse 3: Matt Champion]
I don't trust nobody on the West Coast
Turned me to an asshole
Wanna break my phone, turn into a ghost
Guess I'm just an asshole
People walking in and out the house like, "Who is you?
Man, who you is? Man, who is this?
You ain't even introduce yourself
You gon' step inside my house with your shoes on?
And it's raining, and I'm pissed off
No, I really don't remember what your name is
And that's really not me acting famous
'Cause I'm not famous—bad memory"
"South Central, man, isn't that a bad place?
'There were riots in the '90s, you might die' place"
Nah, this "hundred in the summer, sink or swim" place
This a "world's best tacos on the corner" place
This a "they will hold you down if you respect" place
So don't get comfortable, 'cause really, this ain't my place
Been to SoHo, been to Cannes, been to one-oh
That's some fake industry, but it's fun, though
Smoking on the patio with my hood up
Out of place—ask the bar for some smokes, man
"Did you know? Did you see? There's a dress code"
Scott Disick saying, "Who the hell are we, man?"
Shit, guess he just an asshole like me, damn
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
Man, ever since I came to California
I've felt so lonely even though I stay with homies
But damn, I can't wait to get out California
Floating by my lonely with some money just to hold me
Man, ever since I came to California
I've felt so lonely even though I stay with homies
But damn, I can't wait to get out California
Floating by my lonely with some money just to hold me
Man, ever since I came to California
I've felt so lonely even though I stay with homies
But damn, I can't wait to get out California
Floating by my lonely with some money just to hold me
Man, ever since I came to California
I've felt so lonely even though I stay with homies
But damn, I can't wait to get out California
Floating by my lonely with some money just to hold me