Kid Cudi Hyyerr Lyrics

Hyyerr lyrics

This is easy Sunday morning … and we're right here on
a beautiful morning in Cleveland,
Ohio … and it's chilly, kids are going to school …
the grass is frosty … this should be my theme song to
life … Hello, Cleveland …

Chip's verse:
A nigga like me be so gone
Eyes so low that a nigga gotta throw his locs on
Wonder what them folks on?
That's what they be asking
Dumb kush we smokes on
Smell it when a nigga pass
And, we getting to the cash
And, you can see a nigga shining
Just a little gold, a couple hoes
Couple two-three diamonds
Up in the hood where you find them
Unless he out on the road
Every show gotta bag for the blow
And patron all my niggas getting throw'd
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Like they 'posed to, cause life is short & filled with
lots of grief and doubt
So I just pull that bag of colorful frosty leaves on
out & free my scalp
I mean I free my mind
A puff at a time
I'm up all the time
I'm up on the grind
So a red bull and a blunt would be fine
Just wanna feel fine, just wanna kill time
Just wanna relax & think of a rhyme
Don't really like sippin' cause I get to trippin'
My nigga, just roll up a heep of that pine
And only bring a little bit for the trip just in case
we get blurped by 5-0
'Sir you look hy' - I know, but I prefer my eyes low

Hook (x3):
And (you know) we get hyer
And hyer, and hyer, and hyer

these lyrics are submitted by austin