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Kid Cudi, Trippie Redd - Rockstar Knights (Official Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kid Cudi
Kid Cudi
Vocals
Trippie Redd
Trippie Redd
Vocals
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Songwriter
Scott Mescudi
Scott Mescudi
Songwriter
Oladipo Omishore
Oladipo Omishore
Songwriter
Ebony Oshunrinde
Ebony Oshunrinde
Songwriter
David Biral
David Biral
Songwriter
Denzel Baptiste
Denzel Baptiste
Songwriter
Julius-Alexander Brown
Julius-Alexander Brown
Songwriter
Michael Lamar White II
Michael Lamar White II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kid Cudi
Kid Cudi
Executive Producer
Dot Da Genius
Dot Da Genius
Executive Producer
WondaGurl
WondaGurl
Producer
Take A Daytrip
Take A Daytrip
Producer
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Co-Producer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
William J. Sullivan
William J. Sullivan
Engineer
Igor Mamet
Igor Mamet
Engineer
Dennis Cummings
Dennis Cummings
Executive Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
I've been tellin' these ****
Yeah, haha
[Instrumental]
Yee
[Verse 1]
Rock star life, dim the lights, baby, I don't wanna do this (Rock star life)
I'm all alone, fuck a song, I ain't worried 'bout nobody, I'm ruthless, yeah
'Til the end, in the end, I'ma be who I am
I ain't worried 'bout shit, goddamn
Built a whole empire in the city of the damned
I'm in a Bentley, seat reclined and they gon' see who I am
Seashore with a bad bitch, pretty feet in sand
Might eat her in the Aventador, The Silence of the Lambs
I remember payin' twenty for a damn gram
Now I can't leave the plug without a pound in my hand
Boy, we know you not a thug, without a doubt in my head
It be **** that you love that'll run their mouth to the feds
Bro and them was trippin', they different off of the meds
From the trenches, catch you slippin', lil' ****, poppin' your head
[Chorus]
This is my life, so I gotta think ahead
Rock star life, thinkin' back, I could be dead
Demon in the night, baby, I'll be in your head
You'll be thinking 'bout me while you're layin' in your bed
This is my life, so I gotta think ahead
Rock star life, thinkin' back, I could be dead
Demon in the night, baby, I'll be in your head
You'll be thinking 'bout me while you're layin' in your bed
[Verse 2]
Two warriors, some soldiers (Uh-huh)
Trippie alley-oop, pull up, landed in the coupe (Oh yeah)
**** know the truth, far as you? Can't call it (Yeah)
Got a bunch of **** say you fake, maskin' and ballin'
Realest motherfuckas, never cared about you suckas
Wish you'd get the bigger picture, legends out here never frontin', can't for'—
Can't forget me, baby, never
She say I'm too damn clever, how I handle, none better (None better)
The sheets gon' get wetter, coolin' out, a jet setter
Fuck the clout, see what I'm 'bout, all the real shit out my mouth
Can't have that fake shit around my area, none of that
Someone get these ****, tell 'em it's over, I told ya
Life is 'bout survival, and no, see, you cannot fold, bruh
See, I don't really care, Backwood in the air
Catch me, baby, technicolor hair, how you do that there?
While these lames like to stop and stare, it's easy, man, I swear (Gone)
[Chorus]
This is my life, so I gotta think ahead
Rock star life, thinkin' back, I could be dead
Demon in the night, baby, I'll be in your head
You'll be thinking 'bout me while you're layin' in your bed
This is my life, so I gotta think ahead
Rock star life, thinkin' back, I could be dead
Demon in the night, baby, I'll be in your head
You'll be thinking 'bout me while you're layin' in your bed
[Bridge]
Yeah
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
[Instrumental]
Yeah
[Verse 3]
Handle in the whippa, hyper overdrive (Uh-huh)
Hands are out the roof, try and touch the sky (Woah)
And I'm yellin', "Do it," doin' how you like now
Say I'm cute and you ain't tellin' lies, nah
Tell 'em this the sequel to (Yeah)
All them days that I was faded, figured I was through
Hmm, seem the days ain't the same now
Hmm, catch a **** dippin', baby, on a flight
Say he runnin', flippin' millions, servin' feelings
Watchin' for these fuckers, never see me slackin', slippin' (Yeah)
I'm on a trip, it's never endin' more than I realize (Yeah)
I cannot trip kissin' your lips, kissin' between your thighs
Ooh, run it back, I'm needin' all your energy (Damn)
It's the life, you see, it's really got a hold of me
Burn this smoke while I'm thinking, "Man, will I survive?"
Just a **** livin' in hell, my mama know I tried
[Outro]
But we free, the lonely, lonely (Yeah, oh)
As we watch the sunset
My mind is meltin' (Oh)
A thousand blunts, can't OD, ooh, but I'm hoping
This my paradise, I fly (Oh)
Hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm
Written by: David Biral, Denzel Baptiste, Ebony Oshunrinde, Julius-Alexander Brown, MIKE DEAN, Michael White II, Oladipo Omishore, Scott Mescudi
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