Mac Miller

Songwriter: Mac Miller

Producer: BADBADNOTGOOD

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I wonder, can I make a little money without sellin' my soul?
I know you'll never be the shit if you ain't smellin' your own (Smellin' your own)
And even God gave the Devil a home
Now the evil live in all of us, wherever we go
I had plans to be a innovator
This flight simulator, flyin' through the Himalayas
Sips from a blissful nature
There's blood on the hands they've been grippin' paper
The man in the mirror always my biggest hater
Bullshit for later, Malcolm, need to focus
I know you got emotions that are kinda hard to cope with, but
You gotta stay strong and always act cordial
Shit, I do drugs 'cause they help me feel normal
I'm a man of good morals, got millions in the plural
Would go to outer space if you informed to where the portal is
Knew I was the one, but never got to hear from Morpheus
Life get interestin' when you realize how short it is

[Chorus]
And you don't know, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
But you still try
'Cause you won't know, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Until you die, yeah

[Verse 2]
Yeah, six thousand dollar Versace shoes
I would burn 'em in a second, materials are nothin'
But I'm addicted to stuntin'
And I grew into a person I'm kinda wishin' I wasn't
I'm so happy when I'm drunk though
Feelin' so free when I'm high
Two packs a day, you could say I upgraded
But fuck bein' famous, I just wanna be alive
Sometimes I can't sleep, I can't live with myself
I don't even know what it is I don't like
The hot days and cold nights start to feel repetitive
The exorcist tried to take his own life
While trippin' on acid, I started to bug
'Cause the things I did to her make it harder to love
Before I sunk deep in this yellow submarine
Had to realize where I was

[Chorus]
And you don't know, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
But you still try
'Cause you won't know, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Until you die, yeah

[Bridge]
Oh, oh (Aight, some shit like that)
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Doh-doh-doh-doh, da-doh-doh
Da-da-da-da, da-doh-doh
Da-da-doh-doh
Doh-doh-doh-doh, da-doh-doh
Da-da-da-da, da-doh-doh
Da-da-doh-doh

[Verse 3]
I got this motherfuckin' friend
That I kinda get at her friends
Have fun on [?]
Have fun on the way to Venice
I got money on my mind
And [?]
If you gotta get in front of
The front of the race
I hardly try to fill the fun and the smile a waste
I be the bank, when I'm [?] face
I got a buncha motherfucker that lie to my face
And everybody at the night, [?]
[?]

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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