Mac Miller

Songwriter: Mac Miller

[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm smokin' and I'm sippin' 'til I'm gone
Lord, I been a sinner, I been lifted too long
I be motherfuckin' faded every day, I stay high
Bitches tryna ride, pussy and money is on my mind

[Post-Chorus]
So I don't give a fuck, I don't, I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck, I don't, I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck, I don't, I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck, I don't, I don't give a fuck (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
Wait a minute, take a second for a motherfuckin' legend
Yeah, yeah
Pay your respect, bow your head, I'll be witcha in a second
This business is in need of my attention, my
Time is precious, can't afford to waste a second, no
The world is еndin', this is fuckin' Armageddon, get ready
Whеn it's over, find me ridin' in a Benzi
With a bad bitch beside me, smokin' on some shit that's deadly
I'm a motherfuckin' player, I swear
Tell me where the function at, it's nothin', I'm there
If I'm in it, you can bet it's lit
We higher than Pegasus, never comin' down, shit
Up, up and away with this

[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm smokin' and I'm sippin' 'til I'm gone
Lord, I been a sinner, I been lifted too long
I be motherfuckin' faded every day, I stay high
Bitches tryna ride, pussy and money is on my mind

[Post-Chorus]
(I might be crazy, boy)
I don't give a fuck, I don't, I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck, I don't, I don't give a fuck (Everybody think I'm crazy, boy)
I don't give a fuck, I don't, I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck, I don't, I don't give a fuck (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
And I always show my city love
I'm from a place where winters cold and three rivers run
Black and gold is in my blood
Money make these bitches come, so I don't pay 'em no mind
I just keep my distance from 'em, know they on my dick because
I'm hotter than that chicken that's cookin' inside your kitchen oven
I put the butter on the bread like an English muffin
And I been the motherfuckin' man, hunnid grand
You'll never catch the muffin man, I'm gone like long distance lovin'
I was young and dumb, little smarter now, Harvard bound
Rugged like I'm tryna put the carpet down, shit
I got a army now, they with the shits, I guarantee
Exotic pets in the crib, come and hear a parrot speak

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.

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