Hyyerr

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Kid Cudi

Scott Ramon Seguro Mescudi (born January 30, 1984), better known by his stage name Kid Cudi ( /ˈkɪd ˈkʌdi/ KID KUD-ee), often stylized KiD CuDi, is an American alternative hip hop recording artist, singer-songwriter, guitarist, record producer and actor from Cleveland, Ohio. He first gained maj… more »

Easy...
This is easy, Sunday morning
We're right here on a beautiful morning in Cleveland, Ohio
And it's chilly today, the kids are going to school 
The grass is frosty 
Let's take it on, on the ride-ide out, in the morning  Hello Cleveland

A nigga like me be so gone
Eyes so low that a nigga gotta throw his locs on
"Wonder what them folks on?" That's what they be asking 
That kush we smokes on, smell it when a nigga pass and
We getting to the cash and, you can see a nigga shining
Just a little gold, a couple hoes, couple two, three diamonds
Up in the hood where you find 'em, unless he out on the road
 Every show got a bag full of blow and Patron 
All my niggas getting throwed like they 'posed to
'Cause life is short and filled with lots of grief and doubt 
So I just pull that bag of colorful frosty leaves 
On out and free my scalp 
I need to free my mind, a puff at a time
I'm up all the time, I'm up on the grind 
So a Red Bull and a blunt would be fine
Just wanna feel fine, just wanna kill time
Just wanna relax and think of a rhyme 
Dont really like sipping 'cause I get to tripping 
My nigga just roll up a heap of that pine
And only bring a lil bit for the trip
Just in case we get blurped by the 5-0
"Sir you look high"
"I know, but I prefer my eyes low"

And we get higher, and higher, and higher, and higher 
And we get higher, and higher, and higher, and higher 
You know we get higher, and higher, and higher, and higher 
You know we get higher, so higher, oh, oh yeah we get so high

Yeah, they say easy friend  There he go talking about weed again  Probably 'cause all that weed in him, yes and no
 Cause and effect is what most don't know
 Doing bad or like Mike said could be doing wrong
 Forget about the obvious context of song
Put your brain where it belong 
Can't we just all get a bong and tag along?
And we float, we kids with hope
 Better to cope when you smoke 
Dawg, please don't miss what
A nigga trying to get you thinking about
We outside because my mama in the house 
Puff puff pass with your bitch ass
Back in high school, smoked weed when I cut class 
And now I'm an addict 
Tragic, stay rolling up while reclining
I be looking down see my Jesus piece shining 
Good look Yeezy, now I stay blinded by that light  Somebody pass me that shell to the right 
Yes, I'm going, I'll be outtie, and you can find me
I'll be chilling back, I'll be chilling Jack
Let's go

And we get higher, and higher, and higher, and higher 
And we get higher, and higher, and higher, and higher 
You know we get higher, and higher, and higher, and higher 
You know we get higher, so higher, oh, oh yeah we get so high

Written by: AUTHOR UNKNOWN COMPOSER, C. KALLA, COMPOSER AUTHOR UNKNOWN, KENNETH GAMBLE, KENNY GAMBLE, LEON HUFF, SCOTT RAMON SEGURO MESCUDI

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