California My Way
Conejo Lyrics


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California
California

Gang affiliation, it's a gang retaliation
Case out the joint, then spray the location
'cause what they don't know, that I refuse to disengage
Conejo meditating, elaborate the phase
Housing eviction, as long as my addiction
Gots to slow down, I'm having homicidal visions
Me and Gato got the clave
Choose your poison, then meet me in the calle
Sniper attacks, then comes the instinct
When crooked juras roam my district
I detonate the verse like a deadly curse
Go down in the books, with LA's most (wanted)

[Chorus 2x]
California my way, ese my way
Watch your back, in California
California my way, ese my way
En las calles, California

That's right
That's the way it's going down

Homey can't you tell how many times I been to jail
More than enough, from the tower you get snuffed
And while I'm out, they don't make it
Their minds couldn't take it
Vatos breaking down like it was premeditated
Strolling down the calle, enemigas jam me up
Seen the taca on my neck, then they start to disrespect (where you from ese)
It's like David and Goliath, I set off a riot
Ese want to test me, loco don't even try it (don't even try it)
Dialated eyes, I become a lethal weapon
Involving doors, behind bars fighting wars
Unexplained, in my digital domain
Conejo don't forget, I'm no joke slash no game

[Chorus 2x]

Yo controlo
Adjust it out homey
No condolence ese

See the county bus on the way to the condado
Crossed my mind, in the celda doing time
I shoot this kite, and send it down your way
Gangster dedication, subliminal display
Behind the wall, parolee at the gate
Gotta watch my back, no room for mistakes
'cause when the dust settles nearly everyone is gone
Reach for your stash, everything went wrong
My way





[Chorus 2x]

Overall Meaning

In the song "California My Way" by Conejo, the artist talks about gang culture and violence in California. He speaks about gang affiliations and gang retaliation, indicating that he is involved in this lifestyle. The lyrics suggest that there is an ongoing tension between gangs, with the singer indicating that he is always at risk of being attacked. He also mentions that he has been in jail multiple times, probably indicating that he has a criminal record related to his gang affiliation. However, he is not willing to disengage from the lifestyle, as it is an addiction for him. The lyrics also suggest that he is not alone, and he has a partner in crime, Gato. They are seen as lethal weapons when working together.


The chorus serves as a reminder that the California lifestyle is his way, and he warns others who might be new to the area to watch their backs. The lyrics suggest that the calles or streets of California are dangerous, and one needs to be careful. He indicates that he is no joke and no game, and he should not be taken lightly.


Conejo speaks indirectly about the consequences of living the gang lifestyle. The chorus is a reminder that one wrong move can lead to devastating results, including jail time or even death. The lyrics highlight the sense of danger and fear that comes with living in a gang culture.


Line by Line Meaning

Gang affiliation, it's a gang retaliation
Being a part of a gang leads to retaliatory actions by opposing gangs.


Case out the joint, then spray the location
Scouting out the area before attacking and using gunfire as a form of attack.


'cause what they don't know, that I refuse to disengage
I won't back down from my actions, even if it's unknown to others.


Conejo meditating, elaborate the phase
Reflecting on one's actions and explaining the reasoning behind them.


Housing eviction, as long as my addiction
My addiction to illegal activities is causing me to lose my housing.


Gots to slow down, I'm having homicidal visions
I need to take a step back from my lifestyle as it's making me have thoughts of murder.


Me and Gato got the clave
My friend and I have the rhythm and style of the streets.


Choose your poison, then meet me in the calle
Pick your drug or weapon of choice and meet me on the street.


Sniper attacks, then comes the instinct
I have a natural instinct to respond to sniper attacks.


When crooked juras roam my district
When corrupt law enforcement is in my neighborhood.


I detonate the verse like a deadly curse
My lyrics are explosive like a curse and will go down in history.


Go down in the books, with LA's most (wanted)
My actions will be documented alongside the most wanted criminals in Los Angeles.


[Chorus 2x] California my way, ese my way Watch your back, in California California my way, ese my way En las calles, California
I do things my way in California, so be cautious when walking the streets.


That's right That's the way it's going down
That's how I operate and nothing will change.


Homey can't you tell how many times I been to jail
My criminal history is evident from the amount of times I've been incarcerated.


More than enough, from the tower you get snuffed
I've been to jail too many times and it's dangerous to continue this lifestyle.


And while I'm out, they don't make it Their minds couldn't take it
Others can't handle the lifestyle and often break down mentally.


Vatos breaking down like it was premeditated
Other gang members often break down as if they knew it was inevitable.


Strolling down the calle, enemigas jam me up
Walking down the street, enemies stop me and confront me.


Seen the taca on my neck, then they start to disrespect (where you from ese)
When they see my tattoo, they immediately disrespect me and ask where I'm from.


It's like David and Goliath, I set off a riot Ese want to test me, loco don't even try it (don't even try it)
My fight against them is like David fighting Goliath, and they shouldn't even try to test me.


Dialated eyes, I become a lethal weapon
My eyes are dilated from drugs, making me an even more dangerous person.


Involving doors, behind bars fighting wars
Even in jail, conflicts and fights still happen and involve locked doors.


Unexplained, in my digital domain
My actions can't be easily explained, and they are often documented digitally.


Conejo don't forget, I'm no joke slash no game
I want to emphasize that I shouldn't be taken lightly and what I do isn't a game.


[Chorus 2x] California my way, ese my way Watch your back, in California California my way, ese my way En las calles, California
I do things my way in California, so be cautious when walking the streets.


Yo controlo Adjust it out homey No condolence ese
I'm in control and there's no need to apologize or express sympathy for my actions.


See the county bus on the way to the condado Crossed my mind, in the celda doing time
Seeing the county bus reminds me of being in jail and doing time.


I shoot this kite, and send it down your way Gangster dedication, subliminal display
Sending a message to other gang members through a letter, showing my dedication to the gang lifestyle.


Behind the wall, parolee at the gate Gotta watch my back, no room for mistakes
Being released from jail on parole adds a new set of dangers as I have to watch my back at all times.


'cause when the dust settles nearly everyone is gone Reach for your stash, everything went wrong My way
When the conflict is over, most people are gone and things didn't go according to plan. However, I still do things my way.


[Chorus 2x] California my way, ese my way Watch your back, in California California my way, ese my way En las calles, California
I do things my way in California, so be cautious when walking the streets.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: WILLIE HUTCHISON

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@CLAIREAVENUEBLOCK

This reminds me of my good times putting in work for the set and the street life was active growing up in the 818

@highcaliberexclusive9890

What you know ese !? West end CPA

@josea729

Thats right Ese

@meme9184

YouNGSteRS..RiSe..

@edgardosalguero9979

213 and 818 beef was good. 1989.

@E180TEKNO

this clip is real damn it's was the 90's years my generation homie

@ramongarcia5510

Long Life Homies , Trucha !

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@adamstephens4148

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THATSSS RIGHT PURO DAYGO 61904 !!! 🌴🌴🌴CLSK

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