WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | Kid Cudi - Just What I Am Chords | Ver. 1
[Verse 1: King Chip]
C G
I'm just what you made God — not many I trust
D Em
I'ma go my own way God, take my fate to wherever you want
C G
I'm out here, on my son, won't stop 'til I get me some
D Em
Club-hoppin', tryna get me some, bad b**ches wanna get me sprung
C G
Early in the morning, I'm wakin', bakin', drinkin', contemplatin'
D Em
Ain't no such thing as Satan, evil is what you make it
C
Thank the Lord for that burning bush
G
That big body Benz I was born to push
D Em
On my way I'm burning kush, nigga don't be worried 'bout us
C G
Neighbors knockin' on the door, asking can we turn it down
D Em
I say, "Ain't no music on", she said, "No, that weed is loud"
C G
Nigga, we ballin', straight swaggin', lost Hawk, but I'm maintainin'
D Em
I've been told that I'm amazing, make sure keep that fire blazin', we livin'
[Chorus: Kid Cudi]
C G D
I need smoke
C G D
I need to smoke
Who gon' hold me down now?
C G
I wanna get high y'all
D Em
I wanna get high y'all
C G
Need it need it to get by y'all
D Em
Can you get me high y'all?
C G
I wanna get high y'all
D Em
I wanna get high y'all
C G
Need it need it to get by y'all
D Em
Can you get me high y'all?
[Post-Chorus: Kid Cudi]
C G
I'm just what you made God, just what you made God (Nee-need it)
D Em
I'm just what you made God, I'm just what you made
C G
(Nee-need it) I'm just what you made God
D Em
I'm just what you made God, I'm just what you made God
[Verse 2: Kid Cudi]
C G
Let me tell you ‘bout my month y'all, in the shop and I had a ball
D Em
I had to ball for therapy, my shrink don’t think that helps at all
C G
Whatever, that man ain’t wearing these leather pants
D Em
I diagnose my damn self, these damn pills ain’t working fam
C G
I- In my spare time, punching walls, f**king up my hand
D Em
I know that sh*t sound super cray but if you had my life you’d understand
C G
But, I can’t fold, some poor soul got it way worse
D
We’re all troubled, in a world in trouble
Em
It’s scary to have a kid walk this Earth
C G
I’m what you made God, f**k yes I’m so odd
D Em
Thinking 'bout all my old friends who weren’t my friends all along
C G
Hm, when it rains it pours, whiskey bottles on the sinks and floors
D Em
Everyday to find sane’s a chore, amidst a dream with no exit doors
[Chorus: Kid Cudi]
C G D
I need smoke
C G D
I need to smoke
Who gon' hold me down now?
C G
I wanna get high y'all
D Em
I wanna get high y'all
C G
Need it need it to get by y'all
D Em
Can you get me high y'all?
C G
I wanna get high y'all
D Em
I wanna get high y'all
C G
Need it need it to get by y'all
D Em
Can you get me high y'all?
[Post-Chorus: Kid Cudi]
C G
I'm just what you made God, just what you made God (Nee-need it)
D Em
I'm just what you made God, I'm just what you made
C G
(Nee-need it) I'm just what you made God
D Em
I'm just what you made God, I'm just what you made God
[Outro]
Need it to get by, ya
