Songwriter: Mac Miller

Producer: Thundercat

[Intro]
Um
Hey, this some real fake shit
Yeah
Yo, yo, yo
Um (Said)

[Verse]
Um, so don't you ever wanna hide away? (Way)
Poseidon triumph in the eyes of rain (Okay)
Don't give a fuck about tomorrow if I die today (Okay)
I greet the devil with a smilin' face (Cheese)
Shit, that God fellow may reside in space (Woah)
See, times are wastin', I'm freebasin' with Freemasons
My girl's switchin' the locks, the keys keep changin' (Damn)
Dreamin' of places, my own personal creations
If there's a party in Heaven, I plan to leave wasted (Woo)
Retracin' my steps way back to biblical times
We all gon' end up meetin' at the finishin' line (Uh-huh)
Drop a book above your head, watch it cripple your mind
Fuck (Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit)
Um, I'm watchin' these bombs droppin' with Tom Coughlin
Got a bitch, but he cock-blockin', I gotta stop 'em (Okay)
Molly poppin' with Dermontti Dawson, not a problem (Haha)
This random thought might just set me free (Set me free)
What if Galileo conversated with Plato
'Bout bitches with fat asses who like to snort yayo off the
Same table the children were playin' Dreidel on? (Damn)
You kill the Cain, get your Abel on (Uh-huh)
I'm a saber-tooth tiger with good posture
Young grasshopper, money that last longer than good karma (Woah)
You finish quickly like Garfield lasagna
Arnie Palmer's around my team [?] gees
Girl, you the best I'll never see (Seen)
Let's um, reconvene in my dreams and start clean (Okay)
These blonde freaks are right to the arm's reach (They right there)
But we should just leave to the suite down in Palm Beach (Let's go)
It calms me to know that we all free (All free)
So harm me, better come with your army (Your army)
'Cause there ain't no tellin' what we do in space (Space)
If the aliens came to change the human race (That would kinda suck)
Talk about a bunch of meaningless crap (Uh-huh)
Things I think sound intelligent are probably irrelevant
Rememberin' the team I'm assemblin' (Okay)
I'm the boss, better let me win, ladies and gentlemen (Gentlemen)
(Yeah) Ladies and gentlemen (Gentlemen)

[Outro]
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Ayy (Ayy)

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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