Hit-Boy Ft. Kid Cudi - Old School Caddy lyrics
rate me[Verse 1: Hit-Boy] I wish I paid more attention in school sometimes But then again, I was thinking of beats and rhymes Because of that, I just bought something clean for mom Got my favorite girl giving me piece of mind That mean brain, I always know my aim But when you dream big, niggas say you a saint Ain't no way that you gonna make it happen I know my beats is crazy but I really started rapping Back in action, it continues, I'm eating what's on the menu Any nigga wanna see me, come meet me up at the venue Remember to bring a skrilla cause I don't do shit for free And if you want a track, get ready to pay a fee And if you want to act like syndicated TV Old ass nigga, step aside for the new surf swag nigga My shit iller, matter of fact my shit killer Them niggas clones, I'm getting on for being realer[Hook] I'mma get mine 'til the world don't spin Cruising down the block trying to clock my ends Old school Caddy or a new school Benz Old school Caddy or a new school Benz[Verse 2: Hit-Boy] I wish I paid less attention to girls sometimes Cause I dunno if she riding for me or the shine And I dunno if I'm wasting my quality time But what I know is I'm addicted to bitches that's fly Fine linen while I'm gripping this wood in my ride Wine sipping while I'm chilling and feeling the vibe Why niggas wanna act like it's all a mirage Cause if I told you I'm the shit then I wouldn't be lying Uh, young playa with a skip school swag But by the time I turned 20 I was popping tags I guess I did the right thing like Spice said A pair of Js and a dream, trying to get ahead Now I'm on a first class trip with a first class bitch Getting brain in my seat, I call it air head Big things looking small from the Lear jet I'm waiting at the finish line, you ain't there yet[Hook][Verse 3: Kid Cudi] Please, won't you tell me who did it The illest motherfucker, your friendly neighborhood menace Promise I'll be back, it's a fact And niggas who think that they nice ain't gonna shine Next to me cause my aura too bright Do the fuckers sit on top, I'm knocking niggas off No we won't knock it off It's the price you pay to play hardball, wit' wizard niggas Forced my hand, now I'd love to end these niggas But my daughter got a father who is off his fucking rocker Known around the globe as a stoner chief rocker Range ripper, honest little motherfucker In the SLS stuntin like a motherfucker I tell the moon don't fail me now A nigga getting close to happy, I say I tell my mom she raised a hell of a child Four kids alone with no daddy Real shit[Hook]
