Released: June 1, 2009

Songwriter: Mac Miller

Producer: Johnny Juliano

[Intro]
Yeah
Haha
Haha

[Hook]
They ain't got it, they ain't got it like we do
Gettin' honeys, smoking piffs, stackin' cream too
It's just the life of a PA hustla, and y'all mu'fuckas bustas
They ain't got it, they ain't got it like we do
Gettin' honeys, smoking piffs, stackin' cream too
It's just the life of a PA hustla, and y'all mu'fuckas bustas

[Verse 1]
Okay you're a goon, what's a goon with no profit?
Broke as fuck sittin' with an empty wallet
One dude lemme come in, boy I got this
Everybody jumpin' around like it's a mosh pit
I drop that hot shit, you drop nonsense
And my money long like the center for the rockets
I get that chronic, that Cali weed roll a swisher pass to me
Smash a beat, work of art, masterpiece
Game on lock and key, nobody stopping me
Got some haze and Patrón, 'bout to pop a bean
Now I'm rollin' like a 16 wheeler, and my money fat like its 16th meal bra
Your favorite rapper's, favorite rapper, that's the game I'm after
Getting cheese like we play the packers cake and batter
So be careful 'fore you hook to the IV
I be chillin' in the P-to-the-I-T

[Hook]
They ain't got it, they ain't got it like we do
Gettin' honeys, smoking piffs, stackin' cream too
It's just the life of a PA hustla, and y'all mu'fuckas bustas
They ain't got it, they ain't got it like we do
Gettin' honeys, smoking piffs, stackin' cream too
It's just the life of a PA hustla, and y'all mu'fuckas bustas

[Verse 2]
My swag official like a referee no one on the plane is stayin' fresh as me
Boy I'm dressin' clean, denim jeans sittin' low on my waist, and haters get a cloud of smoke blown in they face
My fam beside me, fans behind me
Sorry ma but it's money over punani
I'm super fresh, make your lady lose her breath
It's hard not to take a Ralphie but I'll do my best
Rock your head and do your step, move it to the left
Where you can find me posted up in my Gucci vest
Boy I'm getting paid, then I'm getting laid
Don't tell the hoes at the party that I'm in 11th grade!
Ain't nobody out there fresh my age and you best believe
That's why I got 20 honeys sittin' next to me
Child celebrity, gotta be me
Cause my swag stayin' clean like a washing machine
Fuck y'all

[Hook]
They ain't got it, they ain't got it like we do
Gettin' honeys, smoking piffs, stackin' cream too
It's just the life of a PA hustla, and y'all mu'fuckas bustas
They ain't got it, they ain't got it like we do
Gettin' honeys, smoking piffs, stackin' cream too
It's just the life of a PA hustla, and y'all mu'fuckas bustas

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.