Just What I Am Kid Cudi (Ft. King Chip)

[Verse 1: 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', tryna 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, "Nah, 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'

[Chorus: Kid Cudi]
I (I need) need smoke (Oh, oh, oh, I need)
I (I need) need to smoke
Who gon' hold me down now?
I-I wanna get high y'all (Woah)
I-I wanna get high y'all
Nee-need it, need it to get by y'all (Woah, yeah)
Can you get me high y'all? (Hey)
I-I wanna get high y'all
I-I-I wanna get high y'all
Nee-need it, need it to get by y'all
Can you get me high y'all? (Hey)