XXL Freshman Freestyle: Kid Cudi lyrics

I'm often, often
Sitting in my world in a coffin, coffin
Coughing, off the Earth from the cold
"Money, money, money" is what they concur
Do they agree?
What they might see could be not exactly what they thought
The car that the rapstar allegedly bought is probably the same car that the rapstar rid in
Fronting attendants, Supreme in the snowfish, tailing the whip
Parking lot at Applebee's, clocked in
And my mom swore up and down that I'd be the next cometh
Them other n*ggas fall from it
Can't stand how these di*kride raiders even get granted to access
All up in the mix, wanna be a Kanye, wanna be a skateboard fiend
But n*gga, all the BBC cannot put you in the same place that gave you the same face
Find me first and you could raise the stakes
Higher, not type of sh*t, just fire
Please motherf*cker
All this big sh*t I rock is none other
We the best MCs in the booth, cast trip, your honor
Should peel the realness
And on how you gotta feel this, took a decade just to say I'm paid
T-T-Took a decade to get girls laid
Down, spread eagle, pop that pus*y, ho, meet the mac below
I'm the champ that needs a gold medal
Styles and flow, homeboy, I got plenty
Pipped in my needle, the digital vortex
Textin' a freak, digital phone sex
She want a sucker down, 'cause my sounds give me digital checks
Give your bytes inside the words that I write
Get down every day and night
Ha, take it literally
How more crystal clear can I be?
How more crystal clear can I be?
How more crystal clear can I be?