Lyrics:
pudique
Parle ouvertement d'la mort
Elle s'est reconnue en Kid cudi
J'suis Fox Mulder elle c'est Scully
Elle sait c'est c’que j'dis
Haine sur le
on
It's Tory!
Lights on when I hit it this time, yeah
If it good, hit it for the fifth time, yeah
The kid get Cudi like it's Kanye
I'm ducking these
Shout out my main fucking dude Kool kid
From Metchern, New Jersey shout out
This beat is buzzy as fuck but
I don't give a shit
Bass amusing mind
side by side with my homies and my gun beside me
Something's going down tonight, something's going down tonight
Ring the alarm B, I'm bringin' an army
I
super on point like a lazor, U ain’t no good for me erase em/
U ain’t no good fa me erase em, line up my haters n face em/
Im gettin higher, take a piece
do i go wrong to be maltreated by my own kind
Has it become a crime for truth to show love for another
Oh lord forgive me i don't want to suffer any
me yea
You know that you lost me
You know that you lost me yea
How could you cross me yea
Yea
I'm solo like Han
I'm dolo got blood on my hands
Like Kid
Dropping heat when it's already too damn hot
I'm just working, ain't worried bout where the clock
I be working all day and night, I won't stop
No Kid Cudi
evrything you stood for and i’ll erase it (eina)
You old news now and I think its about time for that facelift
And dunno why they still fucking witcha
You
Kid Cudi
Like I gotta make this guap
Gotta make this rock, gotta make this pop
Gotta pull up with the green in my wallet
New crops i twist and spin that
my main telly
I keep smoking dope I just wanna be like Kid Cudi
I be blazing on the OG for a different state of mind
If you wanna start talking
(Flow Em-Kid Cudi pendant leurs aventures)
(Anderson en fond, j'admire la peinture)
(Chaque jour j'm'améliore, j'ai que des courbatures)
(L'écriture
how I'm seein ghosts
Like
I spy yo main house
Niggas got feel how
I spray my AK like
Bup, Bup, Bup, Bup
Burner catch a nigga by his toe
Know that if he
I'm a MAC I
Should continue to MILL HER
My STYLES are smooth she called me
KID like I'm CUDI winner
But I feel CHILDISH I should've
Thrown on some GUCCI
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
shits, at like forty-seven cops
Call me Doc D, get on my dick, you carbon copy
I just illegally downloaded the Kid Cudi album (great scott)
And got
Lord forgive me
Blinded by this life of crime, God somebody hear me
Since the death of my momma, my life is filled with drama
Lost both of my kids
Hoping to shake up the chase
Failing to erase all the tapes
I thought if I could prove the there's strength in my truth
And by making more room, you choose
out to Kid Cudi
Was just a kid in search of love
In the end got lonely
Slowly, dark thoughts took over me
Told myself my life was over
So I let it be,
I got a buddy with the seniorita sickness.
He bumped Kid Cudi just to bare another witness.
When we were kids he said
"This jam is golden, isn't it?
Change
By Omar Oliver
Intro:
Be
You
Who
We
OTWO
Yes Two O's in it
Days out for the fight
Though the pain
New day same shit no game
Y’all niggas my sons and I put that shit on my kids
Rest in peace to Pac man you changed up my way of life
Fast forward the Kid playing Cudi shit Day
bitch)
Sippin' on that muddy and I'm sippin bubbly (Poppin') (Sippin' bubbly)
I'm smokin' on them cookies like I'm Kid Cudi
Where is my light? Honey
and hear me
I never sell my soul cause I'm way too cold
Motherfucker! Ballin outta control
This ol' game, kids they run
Never get a second chance
so
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