Let the good times roll in Yeah, we let the good times roll in Yeah, we let the good times roll in Whoa, yeah, yeah We let the good times roll in We let the good times roll in Yeah, we let the good times roll in Whoa, yeah, yeah We let the good times roll in When I was a youngin' Couldn't wait to get big All in all, I stayed on my job And you can call me Cudi the Kid When I was a youngin' Couldn't wait to get big All in all, I stayed on my job And you can call me Cudi the Kid Can stop, but don't stop Can stop, but don't, don't Can stop, but won't stop Can stop, but won't stop Can stop, won't stop Can stop, won't stop Can stop, won't stop Can stop, won't stop Can stop, but don't stop Clap, clap, clap Drinking, drinking Smoking, smoking That's my daily routine after rocking shows and low-scoping Focused on the wrong things like the ghosts out of your dreams And it really truly seems that this is supposed to happen, man If this were to happen then I'd probably still achieve what I dreamed of even if I'm leaned up, I'm high up All the damn kids that are listening to Gucci, man... ... Let the good times roll When I was youngin' Couldn't wait to get big All in all, I stayed on my job And you can call me Cudi the Kid When I was youngin' Couldn't wait to get big All in all, I stayed on my job And you can call me Cudi the Kid Can stop, but don't stop Can stop, but don't, don't Can stop, but won't stop Can stop, but won't stop Can stop, won't stop Can stop, won't stop Can stop, won't stop Can stop, won't stop Can stop, but don't stop

Okay okay okay I won't change for shit And I tie my shoes up will not trip bout a bitch It's enough he acting Okay again I say, I will not change for shit And I tie my shoes up, will not trip 'bout a bitch Oh, it's enough, he acting tough, pass shots out like a fifth I glued my foot to that gas ain't trying to stop for shit You can't even pay for my bitch, ain't got enough expenses Is he a shooter, or a killer, you got to know the difference Baby I be trying to mind my business, I don't know them n***as All these drugs if I die, I don't think They want my kidneys All these n***as kitty, bitches they just good for bitchin Fuck the net, boy, log offline and go hop on your business Milly your block with chops, I'm on feet now, I was out the window Bitch don't touch me, most you doing is giving my dick a hickey Uh Uh Uh Fuck is that bitch is that my whole city wicked Y'all is not steppers, y'all whole crew full of paralyzed bitches Bitch, now, where did I go wrong I had NFL dreams, but thirteen I was running in homes God can be my witness, your shit unlocked and you wasn't at home Son, how the fuck u get all them damn shoes, these from my Bros That's what I told her, devil on my shoulder I ain't living right, hug Ray Ray tight when I hold her Mama baby hold his own, I'm thugging how I'm post to Before you run off I'm gone walk up, thought I told you I Thought I told you Before you run off I'm gone walk up I thought I told you You better run Forrest, run Forrest, run Bitch I thought I told you, we in them mini vans wit drums If I said then I mean it, if that shit came off my tongue This shit personal before I kill him take off my mask and my gloves n***as Seen him on the remembrance page "aha" I just struggled n***as Scrolled past but really wanted to comment fuck that, fuck n***as Then I called n***as that put him on there like "what up" n***as Say we rappers, like the Opps, don't know n***as we touched n***as Shoot any where, I don't care, rapper who, rapper where Stepped in Givenchy, black Air Force activity don't make grab a pair Why you say you shot at me, you see me you clapped the air Know I rep that bird, but sorry I'm not up there, it's stuck there Play I up the Kay, dump and spray, now I'm up Up The Way, making jokes with Ray Laughing at that pussy boy bout how he tried to run away He tried to run away but he couldn't get away Bitch

Yeah, whoa whoa Yeah, whoa whoa Haha Yeah My name is Scott Mescudi Mmmmmmmmmmmm Yeah Gotta get it through my thick head I was so close to bein' dead, yeah Life, live it, nobody sell tips Man, I'm just walkin' without bein' led See the world is so crazy and filled with such risk I just know I gotta dodge them The beginnings are followed by an end In the in-between time I'm not runnin' or hidin' in See, things Do Come Around And make sense eventually Things Do Come Around But some things trouble me The people I met and the places I've been All will make me the man I so proudly am But I wanna know one thing When did I become a ghost? I'm mostly confused about the world I live in They think that I'm lonely, well I probably am One thing that still gets me When did I become a ghost? Yeah Na-na-na na-na-na-na whoa whoa whoa haha yeah Yeah yeah whoa-whoa Yo Tried to fight it And soon I gave in Down a road with no lights on Can't describe it, and you don't move like them You've become their worst nightmare You remember the things that your parents have said You'd rather find out the hard way You should tell a friend to tell a friend to tell a friend I keep with my stroll, I'm not runnin' or hidin' in See things Do Come Around And make sense eventually Things Do Come Around And some things still trouble me The people I met and the places I've been All will make me the man I so proudly am But I wanna know one thing When did I become a ghost? I'm mostly confused about the world I live in They think that I'm lonely, well I probably am One thing that still gets me When did I become a ghost? Yeah Na-na-na na-na-na-na whoa whoa whoa haha yeah Yeah yeah whoa-whoa Yo Mmm-oohh I hope they understand that I really understand that they don't understand I hope they understand that I really understand that they don't understand I really understand that they I really think I um... I hope they understand that I really understand that they don't understand... woah Listen to me Whoa-oa-oa Listen to me Whoa-oa-oa

Wee-ooo, wee-ooo, wee-ooo, wee-ooo, wee-ooo Oh, wee-ooo, oh wee-ooo Hmmm, of course we all have times when we're weak Where you can not find the version of yourself you seek You should dig deep Hmmm, don't go through extremes, hmmm Oh baby don't get so down, oh baby don't get so down Now that you know, now that you know Hmmm, here's what you do, you gotta dig deep, deep Oh to find your truth, your truth will speak, speak to you I'ma sew these wounds, I-I'ma sew these wounds myself I'ma sew these wounds I'ma sew these wounds myself Hmmm, hmmm We all have times When we weep It's a troubled life, traumatized psychologically I pray, in the shadows when I'm speaking to no one Myself, did everything right, didn't I? So why aren't I whole? You know you better dig deeper Don't lie to you You better dig deep, deep, deep I'ma sew these wounds I-I'ma sew these wounds myself I'ma sew these wounds, I'ma sew these wounds myself Hmmm, hmmm I'ma sew these wounds (I, I, I, I...)

I might go losing it and drive off of a cliff, fall in the void And if I blow my brains out all over the scene That's madness curing sadness These walls ain't talking back might as well finally paint them black I'm out of ideas The ceiling is all I have downward from here, I'm ripping apart Who am I? Who are we? Who am I? Who are we? All I want is to feel complete Who am I? Who are we? Confused, truth is what I choose Heal I never do Asking who are you I don't have one clue Seems I hate him too Seems my color's blue Who? I always end up back in a cycle of shame Looking in the mirror is hard Some days I hurt myself to distract me from distraction That's madness fixing sadness Going on adventures to find that the answers aren't plain But there's comfort in tears Decoding my sacred heart flying from here No more falling apart Who am I? Who are we? Who am I? Who are we? All I want is to feel complete Who am I? Who are we? I hate the drugs but I love the numb I hate the gun but I want the sun I hate the drugs but I love the numb I hate the gun but I want the sun Confused Confused, truth is what I choose Heal I never do Asking who are you I don't have one clue Seems I hate him too Seems my color's blue Who? I hate the drugs but I love the numb I hate the gun but I want the sun I hate the drugs but I love the numb I hate the gun but I want the sun

Hit town like a freight train runnin' Starin' at us like deer in the headlights Never thought you had another thing comin' Did the same damn thing to 'em last night Everywhere we go, everywhere we been Leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin Pack up the gear, let's hit the road We got a long way to go now Up in smoke Down in flames Jump on board Rollin' like a freight train Clap your hands Stomp your feet Boogie on down to the redneck backbeat Throwdown, it's a hillbilly hodown Fire it up, we can go all night now Come on, y'all, ain't no joke Watch the world go up in smoke Little gal in the skin tight britches Get up and get down to the front row Sure, hope your boyfriend ain't lookin' He won't get hurt by what he don't know He don't know that I know, and you know I got some plans for you, baby Everywhere we go, everywhere we been Leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin Pack up the gear, let's hit the road We got a long way to go now Up in smoke Down in flames Jump on board Rollin' like a freight train Clap your hands Stomp your feet Boogie on down to the redneck backbeat Throwdown, it's a hillbilly hodown Fire it up, we can go all night now Come on, y'all, ain't no joke Watch the world go up in smoke, yeah Oh, yeah, uh-huh Come on, yeah Everywhere we go, everywhere we been Leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin Pack up the gear, let's hit the road We got a long way to go now (Go now, go now, go now) Up in smoke Down in flames Jump on board Rollin' like a freight train Clap your hands Stomp your feet Boogie on down to the redneck backbeat Throwdown, it's a hillbilly hodown Fire it up, we can go all night now Come on, y'all, ain't no joke Watch the world go up in smoke Oh, watch 'em now