Mac Miller

Featuring: Waka Flocka Flame

Songwriter: Mac Miller Waka Flocka Flame

Producer: DJ Dahi

[Chorus: Mac Miller]
Above all, fuck the law, bitch, I'm on now
Ride around puffin' loud with the top down
Start a goddamn riot in the compound
Turn the whole room into a dog pound
I ain't no motherfuckin' industry rapper
Just a soul that the industry after
They said I wouldn't make a lot of money no more
Fuck with my money and I'm comin' for war, be sure (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Some niggas fuck with me 'cause respect
Some fuck with me for the check
Loyalty before royalty, my nigga till' the death
Came down wit' em' came up wit' em'
Fuck niggas don't fuck wit' em'
If you in or you out ain't no on and off this bus nigga
Perfect beats, Bugatti I just bought a ten million dollar house
Did it independent now my label wanna help me out
Cause I got it worldwide boy I made it out the south
Guys shy built 250 they ain't want to help me out
Bank account got local bitches they ain't help me out
Grindin' out dropped a mixtape at the tape
Me and southside goin' hard fuck what they say
Fuck this industry I bet these DJs they gon' play SQUAD

[Chorus: Mac Miller]
Above all, fuck the law, bitch, I'm on now
Ride around puffin' loud with the top down
Start a goddamn riot in the compound
Turn the whole room into a dog pound
I ain't no motherfuckin' industry rapper
Just a soul that the industry after
They said I wouldn't make a lot of money no more
Fuck with my money and I'm comin' for war, be sure

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
My rappin' cadence is fascinatin'
This game that I'm calibratin'
Have buildings evacuatin' whenever my name is said
I hate the Federlines, spendin' time gettin' high
Watched over by heaven's eyes, protect me from this genocide
Kill the king, many tried, success is yet to come
When you come across a killer under stress, it's best to run
My mind dots with no limits, shit, a gun is just a gun
When I'm spittin', bone chillin', this ain't shit, I'm havin' fun, uh
You ain't gonna rap like me, put a city on the map like me (No sir)
Sell a beat, bring it back like me, kill tracks when you're half asleep (No)
You ain't gonna chase your dreams (No)
You never gon' live your life (No)
Fuck a movie, gonna make a scene (Let's go)
Sit back, let me hit the lights
Simple knowledge, but it's true
Don't fuck with me, don't fuck with you
What you doin' runnin' [?] from a view of love and truth
This a business, no one gives a shit about you (No)
They gon' fuck you up, go and get this bread without you

[Chorus: Mac Miller]
Above all, fuck the law, bitch, I'm on now
Ride around puffin' loud with the top down
Start a goddamn riot in the compound
Turn the whole room into a dog pound
I ain't no motherfuckin' industry rapper
Just a soul that the industry after
They said I wouldn't make a lot of money no more
Fuck with my money and I'm comin' for war, be sure

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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