Kid Cudi

New whip
New chain
New bitch
Give brain
New kicks
Lu Kane
Move bricks
Switch lanes
Get cash
Fuck hoes
Drive fast
Sip slow
In reality
We still ain't happy though

So stressed
We depressed
Obsessed with the flex
Bought a Rollie
Proper name Rolex
And I went and buss it down
And now it's worth less
Got beef with IRS
Wanna take half my check
Im in debt
Nervous for the day
Uncle Sam collect
Tell my baby girl sorry
Had to get the Ferrari
Drive off to a party
Get head from my lil shawty
Louis Gucci Fendi Prada
I'll spend my last dollar
Gotta look extra dappa
Even though I got nada
I ain't happy
I ain't rich
But I look lit
We ain't happy
We ain't rich
But we look lit



Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Jeffrey, Tina Tu
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