Dennis, hook me up with some more of that whiskey! (lyrics)

Verse 1

Now I don’t giva fuck what niggaz do

I’m wearin’ Balmain thousand dollar pants

Wake up, bake up, then im in my benz

Come to think about it don’t have many friends

Go to brunch by my damn self

Flirt with girls when they see my car

Fuck em when they see that im a star

Neva eva open up or show my heart

Its the coldest winter in the summer dog

Many women, muthafuck em all

They just really want to train a dog

Im a real nigga to the core

Off top baby girl further more

Pedal to the metal to the floor

On mulholland while im hittin’ corners hard

Yea I gotta hit them corners hard

I guess im just a lost cause

Just a skinny nigga with so many flaws

Starin’ in the night tight jawed

Fingers diggin’ right inside my palm

Waitin’ waitin’ for the calm

Seem to think I know whats goin’ on

I am finally comin’ up alive

And it seems the ghost movin’ on

Verse 2

See I could neva have a desk job

My work take a nigga abroad

Meetin’ up late with foreign broads

Relaxin’ cuz a nigga hustle hard

Man I gotta take a load off

Need a dime that’ll take her clothes off

Take a trip out to Doha

Filmin short films on the whim

Got dinner in a few with Prince Sheikh

Kanye changed a nigga life twice

Gotta ride, gotta rep, AYE

Gettin rid of all the dead weight

Niggaz really want me dead, HATE

Not my fault im intriguin’

Drinkin’ and drivin’ no weevin

Pop a molly, feelin’ 10 again

Project X type weekend

Except a nigga damn near 30

Like 21 had never ended

Here I go its my second wind bitch

U already know im goin in

And I’ve been waitin’

I’ve been waitin’ to shit on you

By KiD CuDi

Dennis, hook me up with some more of that whiskey! (lyrics)

Verse 1

Now I don’t giva fuck what niggaz do

I’m wearin’ Balmain thousand dollar pants

Wake up, bake up, then im in my benz

Come to think about it don’t have many friends

Go to brunch by my damn self

Flirt with girls when they see my car

Fuck em when they see that im a star

Neva eva open up or show my heart

Its the coldest winter in the summer dog

Many women, muthafuck em all

They just really want to train a dog

Im a real nigga to the core

Off top baby girl further more

Pedal to the metal to the floor

On mulholland while im hittin’ corners hard

Yea I gotta hit them corners hard

I guess im just a lost cause

Just a skinny nigga with so many flaws

Starin’ in the night tight jawed

Fingers diggin’ right inside my palm

Waitin’ waitin’ for the calm

Seem to think I know whats goin’ on

I am finally comin’ up alive

And it seems the ghost movin’ on

Verse 2

See I could neva have a desk job

My work take a nigga abroad

Meetin’ up late with foreign broads

Relaxin’ cuz a nigga hustle hard

Man I gotta take a load off

Need a dime that’ll take her clothes off

Take a trip out to Doha

Filmin short films on the whim

Got dinner in a few with Prince Sheikh

Kanye changed a nigga life twice

Gotta ride, gotta rep, AYE

Gettin rid of all the dead weight

Niggaz really want me dead, HATE

Not my fault im intriguin’

Drinkin’ and drivin’ no weevin

Pop a molly, feelin’ 10 again

Project X type weekend

Except a nigga damn near 30

Like 21 had never ended

Here I go its my second wind bitch

U already know im goin in

And I’ve been waitin’

I’ve been waitin’ to shit on you

By KiD CuDi

Iam so sad about Ben Breedlove. I watched the video he left for the world to see, and him seeing me in detail, in his vision really warmed my heart. I broke down, Iam to tears because I hate how life is so unfair. This has really touched my heart in a way I cant describe, this is why I do what I do. Why I write my life, and why I love you all so much. Life is really fucked up sometimes, but I know Ben is at Peace, and I hope he gets a chance to sit and talk with my Dad. We love you Ben. Forever. Thank you for loving me. To Ben’s family, you raised a real hero, he’s definately mine. You have my love.

Scott Mescudi