Mac Miller

[Intro]
Oh yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah
This is everything you dreamed of, isn't it? (Isn't it?)
Now that you here, why does it feel so different? (Uh-huh)
I bet you feelin' so infinite (Uh-huh)
And you don't gotta worry 'bout shit again (Shit again) (Woo)
Yeah, brand new crib, who let all these bitches in?
Fuck it, if they fine, then it's fine, we just kickin' it (Woo)
Get the weed, grab a glass, pour some liquor in
Everybody got the devil in 'em just a little bit

[Verse 1]
Oh, used to be so innocent
Used to study everyday, get nothin' but some A's
'Til the money never came
Oh, what a shame, isn't it? (Isn't it? Isn't it?)
This shit feel just like some good pussy
Those days that you skipped school playin' hooky
This shit feel like some head in the middle of the day
Get you wet, got you singin' in the rain
I'm just sayin', let me stunt a bit, stunt a bit (Bit)
I'm just havin' fun with it, I'm drunk as shit
My bitch stayin' sober, so I'm lettin' her drive
While I'm in the passenger seat
Like, "How the fuck this shit happen to me?"
I wished I cared, I don't give a shit, aware I'm a citizen
Are you there, are you listenin'?
It ain't a light if it's flickerin'
You see, I just wanna shine, see Mr. Fisherman

[Chorus]
Yeah
This is everything you dreamed of, isn't it? (Isn't it?)
Now that you here, why does it feel so different? (Uh-huh)
I bet you feelin' so infinite (Uh-huh)
And you don't gotta worry 'bout shit again (Shit again)
Yeah, brand new crib, who let all these bitches in?
Fuck it, if they fine, then it's fine, we just kickin' it (Woo)
Get the weed, grab a glass, pour some liquor in
Everybody got the devil in 'em just a little bit

[Verse 2]
Yeah
I told myself, once I hold my own checks
That I would go and buy myself a gold Rolex
I was sayin', "Oh yes," but I don't know yet
They told me, "Take it slow, homie, don't flex" (Don't stress)
And all you lil' bitches, you don't pose no threat
See, I've been around for years, I'm a Most Dope vet
I be stone cold stuntin'
Gotta know, don't guess (Don't guess)
I don't hear none of y'all, I'm so, so deaf (Woo)
Homie, you just gotta let it go, don't stress (Stress)
I just wanna smoke a little weed and have sex (Sex)
When I hit it from behind, see, I make that ass stretch
Only fuck with tens, yo' bitch got bad breath
All I do is get high and cash checks
Call a bitch over, MapQuest the address
Access the mattress, that pussy mad wet
Gimmie head, crack necks
Heard she a ho, we gon' know when we fact check
She like to call me daddy, probably 'cause her dad left
The science don't know what I am, they runnin' lab tests
Got a long way to go, a lot of gas left
Rather have more than have less
I'm in the booth rappin', I'm gettin' mad head
Wanna put it in her pussy and she tell me that's next
I don't fear nothin', I don't even fear death
Keep goin' 'til, 'til my last breath

[Chorus]
This is everything you dreamed of, isn't it? (Isn't it?)
Now that you here, why does it feel so different? (Uh-huh)
I bet you feelin' so infinite (Uh-huh)
And you don't gotta worry 'bout shit again (Shit again)
Yeah, brand new crib, who let all these bitches in?
Fuck it, if they fine, then it's fine, we just kickin' it (Woo)
Get the weed, grab a glass, pour some liquor in
Everybody got the devil in 'em just a little bit

[Verse 3]
Yeah
I do it hippo large, spit those bars
'Bout a quarter million, I whip those cars
Bein' rich so hard, sniff those bars
And it seem like every time I make a hit go yard
My bitch in love with my dick so far
She love to swallow, said, "This shit low carb"
You better sit right down, this shit gon' start
Because this my town, it's Pittsburgh park
All the drugs I did so far
I'm just hopin' that my dick get hard

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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