Tekst:
Kid Cudi

But she gotta bring your friend We could have a hell of a night, through the day She blamed it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol She had her hair did, it was bound to fall Down, down for a damn, Cudi

Pretty green bud all in my blunt Oh, I need it We can take off, yeah, now Oh, marijuana, yeah Pretty green bud all in my blunt Oh, I need it We can take

Yeah, the crazy, the wizard So much whiskey all in my liver I really like the punch it delivers Makes me warm while I high-five sinners All alone tryin

She said I don't spend time like I really should She said she don't know me anymore I think she hates me deep down I know she does, she wants to erase

Uh, uh Uh, uh Uh, uh Day 'n' nite (What, what?) I toss and turn, I keep stressin' my mind, mind (What, what?) I look for peace, but see, I don't attain

Yeah, welcome Welcome you, hey I am your big brother What do I have to say to the kids? Let go, life does get tough No need to stress, hold you back

[Verse 1:] Perfect is the word* It's the main thing that the lost souls want Well not me I know things Know things Things that I wish I had not No worries

I got 99 problems and they all bitches Wish I was Jigga Man, carefree living But I'm not Sean or Martin Louie I'm the Cleveland nigga rollin' with them

See I was born back in '84 Without a damn clue what was in store And further more, even if I did brah I'd do it all again, real shit brah Advocate rapping