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Lord help me out Save my soul Need to find a new route I don't even hear what other niggas talking about Call me a hipster as long as you're a listener Label me what you like I'm close to my victory Dozed in the fight When I open my eyes somehow seeing night Beyond trying to see what being rich feel like Six-figure checks, for my mom for peace Everybody wants to stick on me like leech Take my blood Give fake love 'Till I turn them down I'm the one that who changed...bro..? That's why I don't call 'cause when I was starving You wasn't at all...around Now I gotta shut shit down Be a man pick friends all selective now You're cool, you're cool, fuck you And to the bitch that's on ya fuck you too Try to shine now everyone knows Kid Cudi slipped up and loved them hoes We all make mistakes...yes No worries I just kill a bitch with success While she at home stressed out eating ice cream I'm at the Grammys living out a nice dream No bitch on arm, just my words and my stoner charm With my dimples deep I smile at peace 'Cause I went out and got what most y'all seek Now I'm the one you meet Who throws you the peace sign, not one eye met And this is just the first step God walks with me, but I'm still vexed Oh, how could this be? All this time, I've lived vicariously Who's gonna save my soul now? Who's gonna save my soul now? How will my story ever be told now? How will my story be told now?