X & CUD Lyrics – Kid Cudi | XXXTENTACION

X & CUD Lyrics : This song sung by Kid Cudi & XXXTENTACION, is a new addition to the English music, featured in the album “INSANO”. Lyrics of this song are penned down by Kid Cudi, XXXTENTACION and music for this track was produced by John Cunningham.

X & CUD Lyrics - Kid Cudi | XXXTENTACION

X & CUD Song Details
Singers : Kid Cudi, XXXTENTACION
Album : INSANO
Lyrics : Kid Cudi, XXXTENTACION, John Cunningham
Music : Dot Da Genius, Cathedral, John Cunningham, Kid Cudi
Label : Republic Records

X & CUD Lyrics

The pain in my heart just won’t end
The words that I find just don’t seem to compare
Awaiting my death in the end
Alone, I must seek out the end to begin

Mine 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 something,” don’t think they understand
I’ma choose the goods with my daddy left wounded, amend
Livin’ out a life surrounded by lines, I try, I know
Sayin’ “Goodbye”, but you stuck in my mind, the sun went away, oh
Haven’t seen the hoes I tried, 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 having fake friends
Faced my fears
Can’t keep love at all

Willy coward? Never, ever, Cleveland City
Born a grinder, watch him rippin’, can’t stop him
Came in filthy, double “R”. What? Rappin’ for him
Keep the flow up, bumpin’ camp low, a color genie
Born in greedy city, this ni*ga had his weedies on
Runnin’ my mission up, and God, hella thot
Them ni*gas lunchin’, dawg, don’t care about y’all
See, I’m off and I’m finished, so I’m goin’ high up
You can’t tell me nothin’, you could never
In my Varcity sleeves leather, know I’ll do it better
And it stings, it seems, proper bummy ever leaves
So I just need my blunt and my gun to cuddle and love
I’m done with the deal, got Nikes back on my heels
Call up my ni*ga, see you while tourin’, pack up, we kill
And it’s pictures on Reels, we get to poppin’ them pills
You see they jockin’ ’em still, ni*ga, I’m doin’ it ill