[Hook - Kid Cudi] Everything I'm having No, they ain't necessity Though I'm shining, keep on grinding What you see ain't all of me Though I keep them hoes, don't love them hoes The code in which I roll It's so simple what I need You know I keep my fam, but I can't forget that tree
[Verse 1 - Kid Cudi] I got fam, dogg, I got my niggas Got a little money y'all, and I ain't trippin Most things are faded, feeling x-rated Steady want them freaky hoes, then I want a lady Holding the fam down, and my close homies The peoples that were there While some suckers left me lonely, phoney When you see a nigga, don't approach me Made it to the top, baby, it's all me Cats trying to claim that they made me However you feel, I know the real fugazi I keep it hundred, never frontin', no need be When I'm in the zone, no place for pussy, my nigga Conyo to haters who don't know Loco, how a nigga like the postal The ones fans love, who was always approachable, yo And I rep the double O's, double O's..
[Hook - Kid Cudi]
[Verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa] Thousand pounds of weed Driving in my car so fast I won't turn down the speed Them hoes don't use their feet They break down to their knees And suck me like a king. Rosé in my champagne glass And diamonds in my ring Roll something That's your bitch on my dick? Well, I'mma let her hold something You niggas smokin' seven I'mma need a whole onion. Woah youngin'! Same ones that hate same ones that tag along Them black dreads that make them lame niggas call my phone Call me "World Wide Wiz" cause I'm never home Ever leave me 'round your bitch, I'mma get her stoned And you know that On my cam hoes, if you froze that So go download some of my old tracks And go play somewhere songs at Fuckin high, fuckin high, fuckin high