Kid Cudi - Just what i am

^FI'm just what you made God ^C— not many I trust ^GI'ma go my own way God — take my ^Ffate to wherever you want I'm o^Fut here, oh, my son — won't ^Cstop 'til I get me some ^GClub-hoppin', tryna get me some — bad ^Fbitches wanna get me sprung ^FEarly in the morning, I'm wakin', bakin', d^Crinkin', contemplatin' ^G Ain't no such thing as Satan — ev^Fil is what you make it ^FThank the Lord for that burning bush — that big body ^CBenz I was born to push ^GOn my way I'm burning kush, nigga ^Fdon't be worried 'bout us ^FNeighbors knockin' on the door, asking

N.C.

"can we turn it down?"

^GI say, "Ain't no music on", she said,

N.C.

"No, that weed is loud" ^FNigga, we ballin', straight swaggin', lost Hawk, but I^C'm maintainin' ^GI've been told that I'm amazing, make sure ^Fkeep that fire blazin', we livin'

^FI... ^Dmneed ^Gsmoke... [woah-ooh-^Foh-ooh-oh] ^FI... ^Dmneed... to ^Gsmoke [Who gon' ^Fhold me down now?] I wann^Fa get high, ^Dmy'all [woah] ^G I wanna get high, y'all Need it, ^Fneed it to get by, ^Dmy'all ^GCan you get me high, y'all? [hey] ^FI wanna get high, ^Dmy'all I wann^Ga get high, y'all Need it, ^Fneed it to get by, ^Dmy'all ^GCan you get me high, y'all? [hey]

^FI'm just what you made, God — just w^Chat you made, God [Nee-need it] ^GI'm just what you made God — I'm just ^Fwhat you made ^F I'm just w^Chat you made, God ^GI'm just what you made God — I'm just w^Fhat you made, God

Let me t^Fell you ‘bout my month y'all, in the s^Chop and I had a ball I h^Gad to ball for therapy, my shrink don’t ^Fthink that helps at all ^F Whatever, that man ain’t w^Cearing these leather pants I ^Gdiagnose my damn self, these damn ^Fpills ain’t working fam ^F I- In my spare time, punching w^Calls, fucking up my hand I ^Gknow that shit sound super cray but if you had my ^Flife you’d understand ^F But, I can’t fold, some poor ^Csoul got it way worse ^GWe’re all troubled, in a world in trouble, it’s scary to h

N.C.

ave a kid walk this Earth ^FI’m what you made God, fuck ^Cyes I’m so odd ^GThinking 'bout all my old friends who w^Feren’t my friends all along ^F Hm, when it rains it pours, whiskey ^Cbottles on the sinks and floors ^GEveryday to find sane’s a chore, amidst a d^Fream with no exit doors

^FI... ^Dmneed ^Gsmoke... [woah-ooh-^Foh-ooh-oh] ^FI... ^Dmneed... to ^Gsmoke [Who gon' ^Fhold me down now?] I wann^Fa get high, ^Dmy'all [woah] ^G I wanna get high, y'all Need it, ^Fneed it to get by, ^Dmy'all ^GCan you get me high, y'all? [hey] ^FI wanna get high, ^Dmy'all I wann^Ga get high, y'all Need it, ^Fneed it to get by, ^Dmy'all ^GCan you get me high, y'all? [hey]

^FI'm just what you made, God ^C— just what you made, God [Nee-need it] ^GI'm just what you made God — ^FI'm just what you made ^{F C}I'm just what you made, God ^GI'm just what you made God — ^FI'm just what you made, God

^FNeed it to get by, yeah ^G Willy