all the dranks on me i dont even have the money to spend to buy patron for you and all your friends baby i be on my grind rain sleet snow rollin up good
, be tha love, slug foe tha perfect pitch and chronic bud, it save yo strug's, of somebody suffa scripturaz, tryin to rip ya, hit ya really good, I'll
, peel out Real loud on the stage yo, I shitted on your hood kid I shitted on your hood, got to your burner too late I'm lookin' real good, draped out
[Verse 1 - Mac Miller] Dealing with everybody's opinion Trying to do me Only down one, I'm in the final Shooting threes Like I don't give a f-ck Music
, lettem show me like that Even Denzel'll say damn, I ain't know it like that Nigga yea, still bankhead you can tell Ain't nothing changed but the name on the mill
G Unit yeah [Verse 7: Tony Yayo] Its the Talk Of New York homie I stay in the hood Lodi Mack got the Mac so I'm always good You see the Bentley pull
Opponet I Think About My Baby Mama All The Fights And Excess Drama Imma Slap The Taste Out Her Face And Spit On Her Just Like A Lama I Think About Mac
or rain, I'll be there For the good times or bad, I'll be there Sunshine or rain, I'll be there For the good times or bad, I'll be there [Mac Miller]
cause we gon' go Pack your motherfucking bags, we gon' go [Verse 1: Mac Miller] Hey I got a cup of henny Joint of good Not getting any sleep even though
mic And we gonna have em like La La La La, La La La La La... Sit back relax and move slow cause we on cruise control [Mac Miller:] (Ayo good lookin
Yo... You have now reached, The back of The High Life, Thanks for coming out, I've been your host, Mac Miller, Been great spending the evening with you
Z.O.O I love money, I love money. You take a buck from me, you doug funny. I said I love money, I love money. You take a buck from me, better duck dummy. [Mac Miller
let him in So open up The boy of a barrel smoke and gun Whether old or young the chosen one I got hundred million flows to come Mac Miller (says hi to
m on some real shit, I'm on some real shit, I'm on some real shit [Verse: Mac Miller] Pull the hoodie down And take a look around Sounds that shook a town Man it feel good
peel out Real loud on the stage yo, I shitted on your hood kid I shitted on your hood, got to your burner too late I'm lookin real good, draped out Shinin