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Click, click, red dot from a distance
Wig split, headshot, I don't miss shit
Get back, told you I don't miss shit 
Big knots in my pocket Xzibit
Relapsed on Gelato I miss it 
Big box for the stick like I'm Roddy Ricch
Big racks in my bank just like Popovich 
Try to stop me but ain't nobody stopping this
They think I'm wack so they gon' end up mocking this
Bitch I ain't Walmart no restocking this 
(Yeah)

Before you leave me need a check please 
When you suck me watch out for the gat 
please 
Keep a heater in case they attack me
When we fucking she try to harass me 
Pull the .40 out run like a track meet
Never knew I could make it in rapping 
(Yeah)
 
Drive the coupe so fast broke the asphalt 
I'ma hop in this spaceship and blast off
They just mad cuz my swag and the way I talk 
Dripping puddles whenever I go to walk 
All these sticks and tools I could go to war
And they still doubting though
On my way to the top 
This that Kid Cudi flow

Inside my soul, feel this weight on me
I been feeling low, feel this weight on me
Slide out, hit the road for my sanity 
This how it fuckin' goes in my galaxy
After midnight
And my mind runs
With the demons on my back yeah 
'Til the day comes 
I been through it all my life yeah
And I feel numb 
Got the demons on my back yeah
'Til the day comes 

See, in my mind, Yeah I'm trapped 
But I know I'll find a way (Out)
See, in my mind, I'm trapped
But I know I'll find a way
Survivin' now
I'm alive and bite down like Tyson 
They rats and mice an they can't deny it

I try to find myself every fucking day now
Yeah I do it by myself cuz everyone wanna hate now
Remember when they called me names now they acting fake now
Everyone been acting like my heart a fucking playground

Yeah I don't know what to do about it
If you got problems then you come talk to my crew about it 
Get to the dollars and I'm zooming in the coupe I bought it 
Roll up backwoods yeah I smoke good I lost my roof can't find it

Yeah every time
They come around they be talking shit
And they all
Looking down but that ain't stopping shit
Everyday 
I got a frown 'cept when poppin' shit
If you play with me now I get to dropping shit 

If you took a walk through my heart
You would feel the same
I remember trapping in the dark 
Even through the rain
They think that they really talking smart 
But they sounding lame
If you tore these lyrics apart you will feel the pain

Feel the pain in my lungs all the way to my head 
Then I think to myself I'd be better of dead 
So I roll up some loud I can't hear what you said 
They fill my life with doubt 
So I fill theirs up with dread

Yeah
Imma die feeling this way
Yeah 
Thought you knew that I don't play
Fair
And if you go to hell I'll meet 
You there

Click, click, red dot from a distance
Wig split, headshot, I don't miss shit
Get back, told you I don't miss shit 
Big knots in my pocket Xzibit
Relapsed on Gelato I miss it 
Big box for the stick like I'm Roddy Ricch
Big racks in my bank just like Popovich 
Try to stop me but ain't nobody stopping this
They think I'm wack so they gon' end up mocking this
Bitch I ain't Walmart no restocking this 
(Yeah)

Before you leave me need a check please 
When you suck me watch out for the gat 
please 
Keep a heater in case they attack me
When we fucking she try to harass me 
Pull the .40 out run like a track meet
Never knew I could make it in rapping 
(Yeah)

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