King Chip - Just What I Am (Morse Code Version) lyrics

[Verse 1: King Chip] I'm just what you made God - not many I trust I'mma go my own way, God, take my fate to wherever you want I'm out here, on my son, won't stop 'til I get me some Club-hoppin', tryin' to get me some, bad b**hes wanna get me sprung Early in the morning, I'm wakin' bakin', drinkin', contemplatin' Ain't no such thing as Satan, evil is what you make it Thank the Lord for that burning bush, that big body Benz I was born to push On my way I'm burning kush, n***a don't be worried 'bout us Neighbors knockin' on the door, asking can we turn it down I say, "Ain't no music on" she said, "Naw, that weed is loud" n***a, we ballin', straight swaggin', lost Hawk, but I'm maintainin' I've been told that I'm amazing, make sure keep that fire blazin', we livin' [Hook: Kid Cudi] I need smoke I need to smoke Who gon' hold me down now I wanna get high y'all I wanna get high y'all Need it need it to get by y'all Can you get me high y'all? I wanna get high y'all I wanna get high y'all Need it need it to get by y'all Can you get me high y'all? I'm just what you made God, just what you made God (Nee-need it) I'm just what you made God, I'm just what you made (Nee-need it) I'm just what you made God I'm just what you made God, I'm just what you made God [Verse 2: Kid Cudi] Let me tell you ‘bout my month y'all, endless shopping, I had a ball I had to ball for therapy, my shrink don't think that helps at all Whatever, that man ain't wearing these leather pants I diagnose my damn self, these damn pills ain't working fam In my spare time, punching walls, f**ing up my hand I know that sh** sound super cray but if you had my life you'd understand But, I can't fold, some poor soul got it way worse We're all troubled, in a world of trouble It's scary to have a kid walk this Earth I'm what you made God, f** yes I'm so odd Thinking 'bout all my old friends who weren't my friends all along Hm, when it rains it pours, whiskey bottles on the sinks and floors Everyday to find sane's a chore, amidst a dream with no exit doors [Hook] [Outro] Need it to get by, ya Willy