Released: December 16, 2009

Songwriter: Mac Miller

Producer: Eric “E. Dan” Dan

[Intro]
Ain't nothin' else like me

[Chorus]
I ain't nothin' like you, so what is going on? (Mac Miller)
There must be somethin' wrong, you'll love me when I'm gone (Aha)
I'ma keep on doin' me, 'cause you don't even matter (Nah)
You, you just an actor, and I just ain't a rapper (What you are)
No, I'm one of a kind, I'm one of a kind (Ha-ha, Mac Miller, uh)

[Verse 1]
Here's a prototype that I know you'll like, right
Head into the light on an overnight flight (Aha)
Never in your life you gon' see another me
I tend to catch the eye like a pair of double D's
I'm here, not the same, I'm a pioneer
Stabbed the game in the heart with a giant spear
Grind to see success, goddamn, it's clear (Uh-huh)
[?] shine like a chandelier
I'm goin' through this cake
Spittin' 'bout what you relate
Never can you duplicate
Any of the music made
Gettin' super paid
Lookin' at a future star
They recognize me when I pass 'em in a movin' car
Always worried 'bout findin' out who you are
You know somebody, you gotta look into his heart
Yo mind so blind
I'm ahead of my time
'Cause I'm one of a kind, I'm one of a kind

[Chorus]
I ain't nothin' like you, so what is going on?
There must be somethin' wrong, you'll love me when I'm gone
I'ma keep on doin' me, 'cause you don't even matter
No, you, you just an actor, and I just ain't a rapper
No, I'm one of a kind, I'm one of a kind

[Verse 2]
And my pops said:
"Young man, you ain't ready for the world ahead
Way too much marijuana, always havin' girls in bed
You gon' realize that life ain't a party
Fuck around, you gon' end up starving"
Fuck it, I stay fly, live free, die hard
No Bruce Willis, this the whole nine yards
Thought that I can rhyme bars
Go and buy cars, you gotta grind hard once the sunrise start
In my heart, great things in my future (Uh-huh)
'Cause broke rappers, shit, that's just a rumor (Right?)
I see these diamond chains, mansion in they videos
They must got silly dough, do they really though?
Or is it all just a scam for your eyes?
[?] in disguise, goddamn, I can't decide
All these words here come from a mind
Got nothin' to hide, boy, I'm one of a kind

[Bridge]
Walkin' through this world, I just take a look around
Ain't nobody here like me, don't nobody got my style
People say I'm different, I assure you that's okay
'Cause I'm way past tomorrow, and you stuck in today

[Chorus]
I ain't nothin' like you, so what is going on?
There must be somethin' wrong, you'll love me when I'm gone
I'ma keep on doin' me, 'cause you don't even matter
No, you, you just an actor, and I just ain't a rapper
No, I'm one of a kind, I'm one of a kind

Mac Miller

Malcolm James McCormick (Jan. 19, 1992 – Sept. 7, 2018), who performed as Mac Miller, was an American rapper and producer from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Since releasing his first mixtape at just 15 years old, he became one of the leaders of the new school of young and highly talented “weirdos.”

Mac’s credibility in the rap game increased ten-fold and resulted in a slew of quality releases, including 2012’s Macadelic mixtape, his second studio album Watching Movies With The Sound Off, and his critically-acclaimed 2014 mixtape Faces.

He had multiple alter-egos, most notably his producer alias Larry Fisherman and his sick and twisted pitched-up persona (à la Quasimoto,) Delusional Thomas.