king chip
i’m just what you made god not many i trust
i’ma go my own way god take my fate to wherever you want
i’m out here on my son won’t stop ’til i get me some
clubhoppin’ tryna get me some bad bitches wanna get me sprung
early in the morning i’m wakin’ bakin’ drinkin’ contemplatin’
ain’t no such thing as satan evil is what you make it
thank the lord for that burning bush
that big body benz i was born to push
on my way i’m burning kush nigga don’t be worried ’bout us
neighbors knockin’ on the door asking can we turn it down
i say ain’t no music on she said no that weed is loud
nigga we ballin’ straight swaggin’ lost hawk but i’m maintainin’
i’ve been told that i’m amazing make sure keep that fire blazin’ we livin’
kid cudi
i need smoke
i need to smoke
who gon’ hold me down now
i wanna get high y’all
i wanna get high y’all
need it need it to get by y’all
can you get me high y’all
i wanna get high y’all
i wanna get high y’all
need it need it to get by y’all
can you get me high y’all
post kid cudi
i’m just what you made god just what you made god neeneed it
i’m just what you made god i’m just what you made
neeneed it i’m just what you made god
i’m just what you made god i’m just what you made god
kid cudi
let me tell you bout my month y’all in the shop and i had a ball
i had to ball for therapy my shrink dont think that helps at all
whatever that man aint wearing these leather pants
i diagnose my damn self these damn pills aint working fam
i in my spare time punching walls fucking up my hand
i know that shit sound super cray but if you had my life youd understand
but i cant fold some poor soul got it way worse
were all troubled in a world in trouble
its scary to have a kid walk this earth
im what you made god fuck yes im so odd
thinking ’bout all my old friends who werent my friends all along
hm when it rains it pours whiskey bottles on the sinks and floors
everyday to find sanes a chore amidst a dream with no exit doors
kid cudi
i need smoke
i need to smoke
who gon’ hold me down now
i wanna get high y’all
i wanna get high y’all
need it need it to get by y’all
can you get me high y’all
i wanna get high y’all
i wanna get high y’all
need it need it to get by y’all
can you get me high y’all
post kid cudi
i’m just what you made god just what you made god neeneed it
i’m just what you made god i’m just what you made
neeneed it i’m just what you made god
i’m just what you made god i’m just what you made god
need it to get by ya
willy
Artist: Kid Cudi Featuring King Chip
Year: 2012
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 300