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Hey this one's so crazy
Uh oh oh boy, oh boy
Yeah cudi!
Rock this motherfucker cudi!
Y'all niggas know it you know
Man it's just the Midwest Action

to the studio bumpin'
Instrumentals tryna catch a feel
Praying to God I come up with somethin'
That's so fly I could flutter to the moon Kid Cudi
No gloom need

cautious when I'm riding round town
Gotta move smooth cause they want me in the ground
If you hating from the side, cudi keep looking
Cause I'm on my way up

Trap day and night kid Cudi 
Chocolate caramel coupe milk duddy 
Beg for mercy da only G in my unit
Riding round wit my buddy im ridin ridin round wit my

like kid Cudi wanna take it to the moon
Say there's good up inside me I'm the baddest in the room
So much pussy in my house ya they keep away the rats
I

(oops)
Switch the script, check my IMDB, you can check the proof
Yes, Cudi do, kicking it with Yachty, chop it up, this how an artist move
Copenha',

straight to understand why these lil boys playing dress up like Kid Cudi

Shoutout to Tyler, created this ego that's bigger than everything else I got on me

Sometimes wanna run away
Are you real? I'm done with charades
Sometimes wanna start again
Only ones who get me are the mirror and my friends

kid coming
Inspired by the one, Kid Cudi
No silvers, no Henny's
Jack and Coke, she a friend of it
No rum coke, no jenny's
Jame' is on the road, she

an E40 syndicate this is it buddy they kid like Cudi 
They couldn't get with our budgets
Uh
I see through lies like a window
But
I look at fakes with

I'm on 730
Got a brand-new pack like Kid Cudi (Brand-new)
I smoke dope like Kid Cudi
Push up and get the slugs from me (Slime, slime)
I'm with all

wrist up in the freezer just to watch it glisten
And all these hoes love my kids aint tricking on the bitches
Undefeated, niggas think they wanna fight me

jeans
But you're thick, so they ain't skinny by any means
Don't wanna say nothin in fear that it might push you away
But if I  say something then maybe

You, you, you can look up, I never come down
Home boy, I tap dance on the clouds
Who, who, who is it?

You, you, you can look up, I never come down

keep smoking all my pain away
And filling up my cup, so my feelings they go rain away
Not talking bout no Kobe, but it felt like I might fade away

The Jam

Logic

Bobby Tarantino

2016

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I ain't do it for the money though
I don't do it for the money though
Shout out to Kid Cudi though
That's the homie, you already know

up and the shit bloody bitch
Wrist game, chain on bloody bitch
Big faced bussdown bloody bitch
Big faced bussdown bloody bitch
Stick sing like Kid Cudi

Lately I feel like a yuppie
I don’t have time for no guppies
I ain’t no Kid ain’t no Cudi
I pull her heart outta suffering
She gone down low cuz she

pullin' up
Wit' Play Boy bunnies
Tinted out ride
Every day sunny
Chillin' in the cut
Kid Cudi, but

I'm higher than the moon
My altitude is very dangerous

Pardon me while I set the scene up right
Out the tunnel but the world ain't got no light
Feeling that these feelings ain't going away tonight
Healing

to the lows
I hope and pray for better days 
I really need to get away!

Never took antidepressants  
Just Kid Cudi tunes and smoking on essence 
Locked in day

bint had lobbed a scimitar at me they'd
put me away!
ARTHUR:  Shut up!  Will you shut up!
DENNIS:  Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system.

leaking
Y'all don't know the half
Kid cudi got issues mentally
That I scribble down fast, like
I won't fold, I can't fold
I won't fold dogg, I can't fold
Is

it’s well spent
I know where the time went
Can’t be doin this right
Motivation running out frequently be burning out
Hey Siri please play Kid Cudi’s Down