Saturday Morning Freestyle

Yeah woah, Cudi
Yeah

It's summer time, Cudi vibes, when my minds right, go for the goal line
Juke by the nay sayers and the two times
Leave 'em in the rear view let the hooves shine
Keep running buddy, tread through the rough water, climb hills like a dune buggy
It's been a rough couple months, but I'm back in the cut
So what the fuck is up, I musta stumped up some bustas
Did you miss this, I gotta one way ticket on my wish list
But Imma stick around a minute with these bitches
And show 'em how to do this shit, it's strictly business
If the sky's the limit, then why mimic the dude next to you, do you dude c'mon
I promise anybody following their dreams will respect the time you put in to grind
I'm a prime example
I used to be depressed, I'm living how I wanna, got some shit up off my chest
I made enough music to supply five albums, manifested some good vibes
Cause I doubt them
Demons wanna evacuate
Had a field day with my brain but as the day unfolds
I pose as the owner of my soul
So my flow goes toe to toe wit John Doe, woah
I should calm it down a bit
I just wanna be a good man
And let my family sit in a brand new house down the shore
That I bought with the money from the albums I sold, yo
I was just a little boy wit a big dream, as a preteen I would piece things together
It seems easy but it ain't
I just wanna be the best I can be yeah
If somebody told me that I couldn't make it
I used ta pick the fight with them but now I'm turning my shoulder
Now that I'm older, ooh
One time let's hear it for the young ones
Let's set the roll cause you know they only young once
They wanna follow what they see and be it
I should know, I still believe it
I took a chance making this music for my soul I
Devoted so much time to this trusting the most high
Don't matter if I don't make it, at least I know I tried
Gave everything I had, at least enjoy the ride
And who knows what'll blow, maybe the next one
So yeah the pressure's there, and sometimes it ain't fair
But I don't care, keep beating the snare
You lose yourself in the music, just ooze into it
We know there's competition but you gotta be the truest
The b.p.m. is gluing to what you're spewing
Assuming you know the illuminance gloomy
Do you know what you're doing
They say that I'm a needle in a haystack
At least I'm in the haystack, you think I'd say that
Nah probably not, just another thing I got
Ta pop your bubble let's rock, fuck a clock, I don't got time limits
And of course my vocal chords are coarse, I been yelling for five minutes
Bye bitches, I'm off to find riches, music, movies, dammit I did it
I ain't bragging, I'm stating it in the case I make it
I wear my heart on my sleeve if I didn't I'd be naked
Ain't even eight a.m. and this is like my hundredth sentence
Maybe some bacon and eggs will help me to feel replenished ha ha
Saturday morning, where my homies at yo c'mon on
Now that's everything's fine, you got me and I got you
Yo, is this a never ending beat, feel like I been rapping forever
Still tapping my feet though
Saturday morning freestyling ooh
If there's one take away from this take it'd be
To believe in yourself and I mean that shit seriously
Give yourself a little credit where it's due
Be proud of what you're doing, you'll regret it if you're mute
When you're dead it's cemented, your happiness depends on your mindset
Go do something you haven't tried yet
And when it's all said and done try ta digest
Only you can push you, why yes