Kid Cudi - Mr. K.I.D. lyrics
Kid Cudi [Scott Ramon Seguro Mescudi] Cleveland, Ohio. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kid Cudi - Mr. K.I.D. lyrics]
(Yea, yea, cle-cleveland style)
84 Kid Mesc was born
On my own since they cut the umbilical cord
When I was born, witness to divorce and scorn
Ever since that happened, I was daily torn
Didn't understand nothing but I'm happy
Instead of being cool
My family kept on snapping
Cool out shit 12 a nigga was rapping
My father died, the pain is still
Look in the mirror man, I see real
Touch my reflection, feels what I feel
The letter is written: stamped and sealed
Intoxicated, spill for spill
And I ain't never seen a
Gang making deals for deals
Cover my mind and witness why
There's the time in the world
And no time to die
I ain't trying to upset nobody
I'm just trying to be me
Everywhere I go man
People like "he's still rapping?
Yeah that's right man
You still gun clapping?
I'm on to bigger positive things
Trying to live out a dream
I'm the MVP, look at my ring
What y'all know about the street games
You're just
Dreaming em up not trying to make a come-up
Going to sleep at night praying to god
Wishing that you had that bad
Bitch in your arm
I'm that kid tryna make things happen
Up in the club, watching gangstas clapping
And I'm that kid that be
Steady rapping in the booth
Throw out my demo and that's a Hot 97 proof
And you don't wanna sign me
Fuck are y'all on?
I go next to the next dude
That wanna put me on
And that's real, cause I'm only me
The K-ID, not trying to become the next OG
Ya know what I mean, less acting
More me and me, less them
In the pool of magical ones, I will not swim
Not on the hottest day or the warmest night
I'm free like a bird nigga
I should take flight
Plain nigga, the one less hoes like
Even if I had jewels that could dim light
Off they would never look, rather read a book
Know I'm semi-wrong, got 'em shook
Now they know Scott, and they know I plot
Don't trust hoes, they just want the knot
Till I abuse it, baby I love music, not
Really ain't no question, just lessons
At confessions, never false preaching
Real recognize through deception and lies
So, keep it music, baby keep it going steady
It won't be long, my niggas
Till everybody witness
84 Kid Mesc was born
On my own since they cut the umbilical cord
When I was born, witness to divorce and scorn
Ever since that happened, I was daily torn
Didn't understand nothing but I'm happy
Instead of being cool
My family kept on snapping
Cool out shit 12 a nigga was rapping
My father died, the pain is still
Look in the mirror man, I see real
Touch my reflection, feels what I feel
The letter is written: stamped and sealed
Intoxicated, spill for spill
And I ain't never seen a
Gang making deals for deals
Cover my mind and witness why
There's the time in the world
And no time to die
I ain't trying to upset nobody
I'm just trying to be me
Everywhere I go man
People like "he's still rapping?
Yeah that's right man
You still gun clapping?
I'm on to bigger positive things
Trying to live out a dream
I'm the MVP, look at my ring
What y'all know about the street games
You're just
Dreaming em up not trying to make a come-up
Going to sleep at night praying to god
Wishing that you had that bad
Bitch in your arm
I'm that kid tryna make things happen
Up in the club, watching gangstas clapping
And I'm that kid that be
Steady rapping in the booth
Throw out my demo and that's a Hot 97 proof
And you don't wanna sign me
Fuck are y'all on?
I go next to the next dude
That wanna put me on
And that's real, cause I'm only me
The K-ID, not trying to become the next OG
Ya know what I mean, less acting
More me and me, less them
In the pool of magical ones, I will not swim
Not on the hottest day or the warmest night
I'm free like a bird nigga
I should take flight
Plain nigga, the one less hoes like
Even if I had jewels that could dim light
Off they would never look, rather read a book
Know I'm semi-wrong, got 'em shook
Now they know Scott, and they know I plot
Don't trust hoes, they just want the knot
Till I abuse it, baby I love music, not
Really ain't no question, just lessons
At confessions, never false preaching
Real recognize through deception and lies
So, keep it music, baby keep it going steady
It won't be long, my niggas
Till everybody witness