Songwriter: Mac Miller

[Intro]
Yeah, got too much motherfuckin' downtime
(Get up off yo' lazy ass and be somebody)
Got too much motherfuckin' downtime
(You're just like your father)
Got too much, got too much, got too much, got too much
Got too much motherfuckin' downtime (Woo)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Got too much motherfuckin' downtime
I'm hangin' around, lookin' at bitches with my mouth wide (Uh-huh)
Openin' the south-side (Uh-huh)
Runnin', been around the block and back about a thousand times
Still I keep to exercisin', pussy, what I specialize in (Woo)
This head that I'm in (Uh) is motherfuckin' crazy (Crazy)
For seconds of my time, these motherfuckers better pay me (Money)
I dreamt of flyin', lеft my feet and met horizons
They ask me how I'vе been, I tell 'em, "Shit, I'm just surviving'" (Uh-huh)
Goddamn, in God we trust (Trust)
Get to the dollar, if I gotta I'ma pawn my blood, holler (Holler)
I'm goin' off like alarms durin' a home invasion (Woo-woo-woo-woo)
Product appropriation, bring 'em home, load the bases
I'm never sober, wasted like a four-leaf clover nation
Coaster on my dick, bitch, respect my wood (Yep)
Treat her like shit, but she come back because the sex so good
I'm goin' crazy like, tryna put a dress on Suge

[Chorus]
I got way too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
Got way too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
I got way too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
I got too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
I got way too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
I got way too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
Got too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime, yeah)
I got way too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime, yeah)

[Verse 2]
Got too much downtime (Woah), shit on the planet, givin' you brown skies
So much weed smoke in the air, even the couch high
I been there, I done that, championships, I won that (Yeah)
Came down, called James Brown and brought the funk back (Funk)
They love Mac, rap circles around you, then make you run laps
The game is shit, it made me sick, the flame I spit, my tongue black
Make a hit, then gain a whip, the bitch will get this sacred dick
Illest since I was twenty, four fives, April 5th (Woo)
These motherfuckers softer than some baby shit
I do this rap shit very well, throw a penny, make a wish (Make a wish)
I don't take no shit, homie, I don't take no shit (No)
I'm just tryna spit some raps, live my life and pay my rent (Yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
I always dreamt of a life like this (Like this)
Ain't nothin' quite like my bitch (Like my bitch)
Just free the thoughts that's in your mind (Your mind)
'Cause we ain't doin' shit but killin' time

[Chorus]
I got way too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
Got way too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
I got way too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
I got too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
I got way too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
I got way too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
Got too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
I got way too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)

[Bridge]
Yeah
Said I got too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
I got way too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
I got way too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
I got way too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
Downtime (Downtime), motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
I got way too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
I got way too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
I got way too much motherfuckin' downtime (Downtime)
I got way too much (Downtime, downtime)

[Verse 3]
I swear to God these bitches love you when you up (Woo)
Don't got time unless you down, otherwise don't give a fuck (Nah)
I've been all around the world
Girl, you never met nobody like me (Me)
I'ma get her wet, turn her pussy into a stream (Stream)
Right butt-ass naked, rollin' up weed (Weed)
Goddamn, I'm the motherfuckin' man and that's a fact (That's a fact)
I'ma run this shit forever, took a oath, I made a pact (Woo)
Fuck the bullshit, just relax, where I am is where it's at (Uh-huh)
Lost my motherfuckin' mind and now I'm down to get it back

[Outro]
Yeah (Hey, um)
Yeah (Hey, um)

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.

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