Kid Cudi feat. King Chip - Just What I Am - Edited Version Lyrics

Lyrics Just What I Am - Edited Version - Kid Cudi feat. 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
Club-hoppin', tryin' to 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, "Naw, 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'
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?
I'm just what you made God, just what you made God (Nee-need it)
I'm just what you made God, I'm just what you made
(Nee-need it) I'm just what you made God
I'm just what you made God, I'm just what you made God
Let me tell you 'bout my month y'all, endless shopping, I had a ball
I had to ball for therapy, my shrink don't think that helps at all
Whatever, that man ain't wearing these leather pants
I diagnose my damn self, these damn pills ain't working fam'
In my spare time, punching walls, fucking up my hand
I know that shit sound super cray but if you had my life you'd understand
But, I can't fold, some poor soul got it way worse
We're all troubled, in a world of trouble
It's scary to have a kid walk this Earth
I'm what you made God, fuck yes I'm so odd
Thinking 'bout all my old friends who weren't my friends all along
Hm, when it rains it pours, whiskey bottles on the sinks and floors
Everyday to find sane's a chore, amidst a dream with no exit doors
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?
I'm just what you made God, just what you made God (Nee-need it)
I'm just what you made God, I'm just what you made
(Nee-need it) I'm just what you made God
I'm just what you made God, I'm just what you made God



Writer(s): SCOTT MESCUDI, CHARLES WORTH


Kid Cudi feat. King Chip - Indicud
Album Indicud
date of release
01-01-2013

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2 Afterwards (Bring Yo Friends)
3 Cold Blooded - Edited Version
4 Cold Blooded
5 Lord Of The Sad And Lonely - Edited Version
6 Lord of the Sad and Lonely
7 Burn Baby Burn - Edited Version
8 Brothers - Edited Version
9 Brothers
10 Beez - Edited Version
11 Beez
12 Mad Solar - Edited Version
13 Burn Baby Burn
14 Mad Solar
15 Red Eye
16 The Resurrection Of Scott Mescudi
17 Unf***wittable - Edited Version
18 Unfuckwittable
19 Girls
20 Girls - Edited Version
21 Solo Dolo, Part II
22 Solo Dolo, Pt. II
23 Immortal - Edited Version
24 King Wizard - Edited Version
25 King Wizard
26 Young Lady
27 Just What I Am - Edited Version
28 Just What I Am
29 Unf***Wittable
30 Immortal
31 Solo Dolo, Part II
32 New York City Rage Fest
33 Red Eye
34 Mad Solar
35 Beez
36 Brothers
37 Lord of the Sad and Lonely
38 Cold Blooded
39 The Flight Of The Moon Man



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