Saturday Morning Freestyle Lyrics

Yeah woah, Cudi

Yeah

It's summer time, Cudi vibes, when my minds right, go for the goal line

Juke by the nay sayers and the two times

Leave 'em in the rear view let the hooves shine

Keep running buddy, tread through the rough water, climb hills like a dune buggy

It's been a rough couple months, but I'm back in the cut

So what the fuck is up, I musta stumped up some bustas

Did you miss this, I gotta one way ticket on my wish list

But Imma stick around a minute with these bitches

And show 'em how to do this shit, it's strictly business

If the sky's the limit, then why mimic the dude next to you, do you dude c'mon

I promise anybody following their dreams will respect the time you put in to grind

I'm a prime example

I used to be depressed, I'm living how I wanna, got some shit up off my chest

I made enough music to supply five albums, manifested some good vibes

Cause I doubt them

Demons wanna evacuate

Had a field day with my brain but as the day unfolds

I pose as the owner of my soul

So my flow goes toe to toe wit John Doe, woah

I should calm it down a bit

I just wanna be a good man

And let my family sit in a brand new house down the shore

That I bought with the money from the albums I sold, yo

I was just a little boy wit a big dream, as a preteen I would piece things together

It seems easy but it ain't

I just wanna be the best I can be yeah

If somebody told me that I couldn't make it

I used ta pick the fight with them but now I'm turning my shoulder

Now that I'm older, ooh

One time let's hear it for the young ones

Let's set the roll cause you know they only young once

They wanna follow what they see and be it

I should know, I still believe it

I took a chance making this music for my soul I

Devoted so much time to this trusting the most high

Don't matter if I don't make it, at least I know I tried

Gave everything I had, at least enjoy the ride

And who knows what'll blow, maybe the next one

So yeah the pressure's there, and sometimes it ain't fair

But I don't care, keep beating the snare

You lose yourself in the music, just ooze into it

We know there's competition but you gotta be the truest

The b.p.m. is gluing to what you're spewing

Assuming you know the illuminance gloomy

Do you know what you're doing

They say that I'm a needle in a haystack

At least I'm in the haystack, you think I'd say that

Nah probably not, just another thing I got

Ta pop your bubble let's rock, fuck a clock, I don't got time limits

And of course my vocal chords are coarse, I been yelling for five minutes

Bye bitches, I'm off to find riches, music, movies, dammit I did it

I ain't bragging, I'm stating it in the case I make it

I wear my heart on my sleeve if I didn't I'd be naked

Ain't even eight a.m. and this is like my hundredth sentence

Maybe some bacon and eggs will help me to feel replenished ha ha

Saturday morning, where my homies at yo c'mon on

Now that's everything's fine, you got me and I got you

Yo, is this a never ending beat, feel like I been rapping forever

Still tapping my feet though

Saturday morning freestyling ooh

If there's one take away from this take it'd be

To believe in yourself and I mean that shit seriously

Give yourself a little credit where it's due

Be proud of what you're doing, you'll regret it if you're mute

When you're dead it's cemented, your happiness depends on your mindset

Go do something you haven't tried yet

And when it's all said and done try ta digest

Only you can push you, why yes