Hook x2 Mac Miller
I know you gotta feel this
Im on some real shit,
Im on some real shit, Im on some real shit
I know you gotta feel this
Im on some real shit, Im on some real shit,
Im 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 to smile
So I shouldnt frown
When the night is looking down
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Whos the smoothest crook around?
Takin some dollas
And makin away from Impalas
Shakin and jade cause they chasin the face of a robber
Actin goofy, absolutely
Cause my passion suits me
So blast the tunes please
I see the world with four eyes
Hip-hop tour guide
Hear the war cries rap or die
I just wanna get signed
Drive a four door ride
Be more fly, till then Ill just soar by
With a wave
Im a bad indicate
Sit back in the shade
While Im passin the haze
Misbehave and Im a trouble-making teenager
Be prayful he doesnt favor to please haters
Seat taken, three turn Mayor
Gettin re-elected just three terms later
Uh, Ive seen greater days
So let the haters play their game
Dreams fade away when you make the predator the prey
The ace of spade can make its way to save the day
But from the start a club of heart was diamond
Now Im in Zion flying through the skyline
The game on my back I got 5 spines
Black cat with 9 lives, time flies
By so I got one life to loose it
But how will I use it?
Uhhh, I put it all in the music
Cause yall pussies
Fold away before they hand the cards
Broke-ass rappin now you Dancin With The Stars
Im handling these bars like a simple situation
Based on the cats who dont fit in the equation
Patience is a virtue but fuck it I want it now
Get my record deal ready put Diddy up on the dial like
Hello, wassup Puffy
Im on my grind and hungry
Throw me on the table they gonna love me, trust me
Cause these older cats are gettin a little rusty
Its time for a change like Barack said
And I dont care
Hip-hop is not dead
Spit hot lead but none of these haters get shot dead
They dont bother me
Ill leave them playing for my wife
Kick back have a laugh while you complainin bout your life
Grrr you hate Mac and you say you gonna fight?
Its all good bro, you entertainment for tonight
Like Im a be mad?
You hatin cause Im white
Do a lot a cryin and leave pain out on the mic
Because overall Im iller than you all
Yall pussy
Never ever gone for it all
You scared of a little risky coaching call
What happened?
I thought you were the know-it-all?
I stay smokin while haze got a potent smell
It take me back to kickin raps back in Show-And-Tell
I wanted to show people, all of my bros people
How to come up like Yo, I know people
Dead Presidents, this doe evil
So lethal the police will want to beat you
Sit you down then have you run your mouth
Bring your mother out Look what your son is now
Laughs
See my mom she know her son is well
The youngest child, she been through it for a while
Now I put 1 on the dial with a smile
Cause Im wild, foul child style
Too focused on my grind dont ever catch an f
My hearts in it now even with five seconds left
I want the best wont settle for nothing less
And I always stay dressed in something fresh
So keep your head on strapped and show respect to the game
And thats what this beat messages my brain