The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy
Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody
I'm not your nigga i'm not your buddy i'm not your homie, i just get on rap pad
Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad
She got a buddy name ojb and now you know the deal
All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear
What you calla lifetime, i just call a long day
Real recognize real, that's what my buddy always say
N one's buddy he is a killer and grim he won't blink n would fuck u di-rect
Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest
Friends get jealous, catch a body on every buddy
They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money
This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines
Number nine, your buddy carl's diggin my lines
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