[Verse 1: Hit-Boy]
I wish I paid more attention in school sometimes
But then again, I was thinking of beats and rhymes

Because of that, I just bought something clean for mom
And got my favorite girl giving me piece of mind
That mean brain, I always know my aim

But when you dream big, ^!$$%s say you a saint
Ain't no way that you gonna make it happen
I know my beats is crazy but I really started rapping

Back in action, it continues, I'm eating what's on the menu
Any ^!$$% wanna see me, come meet me up at the venue
Remember to bring your skrilla cause I don't do %#@! for free

And if you want a track, get ready to pay a fee
And if you want to act like syndicated TV
Old $$# ^!$$%, step aside for the new surf swag ^!$$%

My %#@! iller, matter of fact my %#@! killer
Them ^!$$%s clones, I'm getting on for being realer


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I'mma get mine 'til the world don't spin
Cruising down the block trying to clock my ends

Old school Caddy or a new school Benz
Old school Caddy or a new school Benz


[Verse 2: Hit-Boy]
I wish I paid less attention to girls sometimes
Cause I dunno if she riding for me or the shine

And I dunno if I'm wasting my quality time
But what I know is I'm addicted to (*##$es that's fly
Fine linen while I'm gripping this wood in my ride

Wine sipping while I'm chilling and feeling the vibe
Why ^!$$%s wanna act like it's all a mirage
Cause if I told you I'm the %#@! then I wouldn't be lying

Uh, young playa with a skip school swag
But by the time I turned 20 I was popping tags
I guess I did the right thing like Spike said

A pair of Js and a dream, trying to get ahead
Now I'm on a first class trip with a first class (*##$
Getting brain in my seat, I call it air head

Big things looking small from the Lear jet
I'm waiting at the finish line, you ain't there yet


[Hook x2]

[Verse 3: Kid Cudi]

Please, won't you tell me who did it
The illest mother$#&@er, your friendly neighborhood menace
Promise I'll be back, it's a fact

That ^!$$%s who think that they nice ain't gonna shine
Next to me cause my aura too bright
Do the $#&@ers sit on top, I'm knocking ^!$$%s off

No we won't knock it off
It's the price you pay to play hardball, wit' wizard ^!$$%s
Forced my hand, now I'd love to end these ^!$$%s

But my daughter got a father who is off his $#&@ing rocker
Known around the globe as a stoner chief rocker
Range ripper, honest little mother$#&@er

In the SLS stuntin like a mother$#&@er
I tell the moon don't fail me now
A ^!$$% getting close to happy, I say

I tell my mom she raised a hell of a child
Four kids alone with no daddy
Real %#@!


[Hook x2]