Hit-Boy - Old School Caddy lyrics

Ft: Kid Cudi [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 And got my favorite girl giving me piece of mind That mean brain, I always know my aim But when you dream big, n***as say you insane 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 n***a wanna see me, come meet me up at the venue Remember to bring your skrilla cause I don't do sh** for free And if you want a track, get ready to pay a fee And if you want to act like syndicated TV Old a** n***a, step aside for the new surf swag n***a My sh** iller, matter of fact my sh** k**er Them n***as clones, I'm getting on for being realer [Hook x2] 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 b**hes 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 n***as wanna act like it's all a mirage Cause if I told you I'm the sh** 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 Spike said A pair of Js and a dream, trying to get ahead Now I'm on a first cla** trip with a first cla** b**h 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 x2] [Verse 3: Kid Cudi] Please, won't you tell me who did it The illest motherf**er, your friendly neighborhood menace Promise I'll be back, it's a fact That n***as who think that they nice ain't gonna shine Next to me cause my aura too bright Do the f**ers sit on top, I'm knocking n***as off No we won't knock it off It's the price you pay to play hardball, wit' wizard n***as Forced my hand, now I'd love to end these n***as But my daughter got a father who is off his f**ing rocker Known around the globe as a stoner chief rocker Rage ripper, honest little motherf**er In the SLS stuntin like a motherf**er I tell the moon don't fail me now A n***a getting close to happy, I say I tell my mom she raised a hell of a child Four kids alone with no daddy Real sh** [Hook x2]