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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kid Cudi
Vocals
XXXTENTACION
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Cunningham
Composer
Scott Mescudi
Songwriter
Oladipo Omishore
Composer
Jean-Pierre Ponnelle
Composer
Tobias Jesso
Composer
Jahseh Dwayne Ricardo Onfroy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kid Cudi
Producer
Dot Da Genius
Producer
John Cunningham
Producer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Zach Pereyra
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Anthony J Vilchis
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Trey Station
Assistant Mixing Engineer
William J. Sullivan
Recording Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
CATHEDRAL
Producer
Jean-Baptiste
Producer
Lyrics
The pain in my heart just won't end
The words that I find just don't seem to compare
Awaitin' my death in the end
Alone, I must seek out the end to begin
Mind is the maze thinkin' 'bout what I can't change
Devil's on my head, and I don't want to worry my friends
They told me, "Say somethin'," don't think they'd understand
Mama truly gets when my daddy left, the wound, it ain't mend
Livin' out a life surrounded by lies, I try, I know
Sayin', "Goodbye," but you're stuck in my mind, the sun done went away, oh
Heaven, she knows I try, burn this blunt of mine, oh, with teary eyes
Search, and you will find you, yeah, ay-oh
So nobody wants death 'cause nobody wants life to end
I'm the only one stressed, and the only one tired of havin' fake friends
Faced my fears
Can't keep love at all
Will he cower? Never, ever, Cleveland City
Born a grinder, watch him rippin', can't stop him
Came in filthy, double O'a, reppin' for 'em
Keep a flow up, bumpin' Camp L'oa, Cud Lucini
Boy in the gritty city, this - had his Wheaties, huh
Runnin' my mission, love, and God had looked out
- lungin', dawg, don't care about y'all
See, I'm off, and I'm finna soar, I'm goin' high up
You can't tell me nothin', you could never
In my varsity sleeves, leather, know I do it better
And these things, it seems, pile up on me heavily
So I just need my blunt, and my girl to cuddle, and love
I'm done with that deal, got Nikes back on my heels
Call up my nigga, Sil, world tourin', pack up, we kill
And it's pictures on reels, we gettin' it poppin', no pills
You see they jockin' 'em still, nigga, I'm doin' it ill
Writer(s): John Cunningham, Scott Mescudi, Tobias Jesso, Jahseh Onfroy, Oladipo Omishore, Jean Pierre Mercier
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