Lyrics
Ahem, you see, when I got the call from the WZRD for this collaboration
It only made sense, right?
I mean, we birthed a sound, we birthed a style
We birthed a culture, you niggas welcome
But now it's time for some new and improved shit
I mean, life has been amazing
Blessings on blessings on blessings
It's fair to say we God's favorite
Oh, yeah, God got you too (yessir, yeah)
Cudi, DJ Drama (yeah, oh-oh), y'all ready?
This is unlimited kisses from me to your bitches
Miss, it's Cudder again, I'm finally in line within
Been on my shit back in this, blessed, been feelin' these niggas can't pack
Runnin' up these raps, haha, tell most of these lames I'm papa (birthed y'all)
Winning, zoom I'm flicking, all the ladies stick
Gotta find me somethin', take my pic
And I'm 'bout to make it quick, shit
Who knows? Nigga, I'm so stunt-tastic
Nigga, it's automatic, see, I'm so cinematic-atic-atic (Cudi, talk to 'em)
You know what's crazy?
Often, I have these dreams of me falling through the sky
You know what I'm sayin'?
And uh, somehow before I hit the ground, I start flyin'
You know what I'm sayin'? I start flyin'
I fly back up to the sky, you know, high as fuck
High as fuck past the planets (get 'em)
Niggas ain't never seen it
Walk on a limp, but leanin'
The truth is all that tequila, he rose
Can't nobody seem to be him
Confident bossin', wavy, I'm drivin' the ladies crazy
He rip it again, ah, man, dawg, they all mad
Ah, this little, little, Tokyo from Paris, damn
Damn-damn, who ran? All first fans
Rootin' for him, just to cheer him on, they love a grinder man
You know they always say there's a punk motherfucker that's tryna bring you down
When they see you shinin'
Don't worry, don't worry
God got you (Amen, INSANO)