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Kid CuDi Up, Up And Away
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kid Cudi
Kid Cudi
Vocals
Common
Common
Narrator
Alain Gordon Whyte
Alain Gordon Whyte
Acoustic Guitar
Larry Gold
Larry Gold
String Conductor
The Larry Gold Orchestra
The Larry Gold Orchestra
Strings
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Mescudi
Scott Mescudi
Songwriter
Alain Gordon Whyte
Alain Gordon Whyte
Composer
Jean-Baptiste Kouame
Jean-Baptiste Kouame
Composer
Michael Ojike McHenry
Michael Ojike McHenry
Composer
Larry Gold
Larry Gold
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Free School
Free School
Producer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Recording Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Christian Plata
Christian Plata
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Erik Madrid
Erik Madrid
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Andrew Dawson
Andrew Dawson
Recording Engineer
Christian Mochizuki
Christian Mochizuki
Assistant Recording Engineer
Taylor Rohrbacher
Taylor Rohrbacher
Assistant Recording Engineer
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Now when the sun come up I'll be there to say "What up" in the morning Brush my teeth Find that clip I been looking for since last night I feel so caught up in the bud I float somehow in my bedroom Turn around See myself in the mirror, I guess I'm cool And those happy thoughts in my head I'm feeling like I'm Peter Pan Minus the tights and the fairies Happy to see how far I've come To the same place it began My dreams and imagination Perfectly at peace So I move along a bit higher I'll be up-up and away, up-up and away 'Cause they gon' judge me anyway, so, whatever I'll be up-up and away, up-up and away 'Cause in the end, they'll judge me anyway, so, whatever Uh, higher learnin' I see the dreams I made So I'm cooler now I can take care of my mom and my little niece Zuri So sing along, lil mama You ain't gotta worry 'bout no drama, no I provide for friends and fam and fans And Cleveland City grinding, man Stay afloat, the key is hope I'll never let a motherfucker break me, dawg Who gives a fuck? If a nigga don't like your steeze Tell 'em to buzz off your N-U-T's We don't care what people say Dudes who critique your clothes are most gay I ain't gotta wait for no one If I wanna fly, I can fly for freedom, hey I'll be up-up and away, up-up and away 'Cause they gon' judge me anyway, so, whatever I'll be up-up and away, up-up and away 'Cause in the end, they'll judge me anyway, so, whatever Wake up, wake up, wake, wake up, wake Wake, wake up, wake up, wake, wake up, wake (Yeah) Wake, wake up, wake up, wake, wake up, wake (We'll be rolling one up) Wake, wake up, wake up, wake, wake up, wake (We'll be rolling one up) Wake, wake up, wake up, wake, wake up, wake (We'll be rolling one up) Wake, wake up, wake up, wake, wake up, wake (We'll be rolling one up) Wake, wake up, wake up, wake, wake up, wake (I'll be rolling one up) Wake, wake up, wake up, wake, wake up, wake (I'll be rolling up) I'll be up-up and away, up-up and away 'Cause they gon' judge me anyway, so, whatever I'll be up-up and away, up-up and away 'Cause in the end, they'll judge me anyway, so, whatever I'll be up-up and away, up-up and away 'Cause they gon' judge me anyway, so, whatever I'll be up-up and away, up-up and away 'Cause in the end, they'll judge me anyway, so, whatever Whatever So whatever Whatever So whatever The end is never the end A new challenge awaits A test no man could be prepared for A new hell he must conquer and destroy A new level of growth he must confront himself The machine in the ghost within This is the journey of the Man on the Moon
Writer(s): Jean Baptiste Kouame, Unknown Composer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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