Kid Cudi - Hyyerr - Sözleri

(feat. Chip tha Ripper)

This is easy Sunday morning ... and we're right here on a beautiful morning in Cleveland, 

Ohio ... and it's chilly, kids are going to school ... the grass is frosty ... this should be my theme song to life ... Hello, Cleveland ... 



[Chip's verse:]

A nigga like me be so gone 

Eyes so low that a nigga gotta throw his locs on 

Wonder what them folks on? 

That's what they be asking 

Dumb kush we smokes on 

Smell it when a nigga pass 

And, we getting to the cash 

And, you can see a nigga shining 

Just a little gold, a couple hoes 

Couple two-three diamonds 

Up in the hood where you find them 

Unless he out on the road 

Every show gotta bag for the blow 

And patron all my niggas getting throw'd 

Like they 'posed to, cause life is short & filled with lots of grief and doubt 

So I just pull that bag of colorful frosty leaves on out & free my scalp 

I mean I free my mind 

A puff at a time 

I'm up all the time 

I'm up on the grind 

So a red bull and a blunt would be fine 

Just wanna feel fine, just wanna kill time 

Just wanna relax & think of a rhyme 

Don't really like sippin' cause I get to trippin' 

My nigga, just roll up a heep of that pine 

And only bring a little bit for the trip just in case we get blurped by 5-0 

'Sir you look hy' - I know, but I prefer my eyes low 



[Hook (x3):]

And (you know) we get hyer 

And hyer, and hyer, and hyer 



[Cudi verse:]

They say easy friend 

There you go talking 'bout weed again 

Prolly cause of the 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' 

Forgot about the obvious context of song 

But 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) 



[Hook (x3):]

And we get hyer 

And hyer, and hyer, and hyer 



So hyerrrhwooahohoyeyea 

We get so hy











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