I miss old Kid Cudi. His verse in this song puts me in a happy place.
Lyrics:
They say easy friend
There you go talking 'bout weed again
Prolly cause of all that weed in him
Yes and no, cause and effect is what most don't know
Doing bad or like Mike say 'I could be doing wrong'
Forget about the obvious context of song
Put your brain where it belong
Cant we just all get a bong and tag along
And we float
We kids with hope
Better to cope when you smoke
Dog, please don't miss what a nigga tryna get you thinking 'bout
We outside because my momma in the house
Puff puff pass with yo bitch ass back in high school smoke weed when I cut class
And now I'm an addict, tragic
Stay rolling up while reclining
Happy looking down see my Jesus piece shining
Good look yeezy now I stay blinded by that light
Somebody pass me that shell to the right
Yes, I'm going I'll be outtie and you can find me
I'll be chilling back, I'll be chilling jack
(and let's go)
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