Released: March 11, 2011

Songwriter: Teddy Roxpin Giorgio Moroder Mac Miller

Producer: Teddy Roxpin

[Verse 1]
It's 'bout to be big shit poppin' by the time this shit is droppin'
Stoppin' not a option, I'm addicted, it's a problem
This way of life, sex, drugs, rock and roll, on the road
Feelin' blessed, performin' for sold-out shows
You rappers talkin' shit, what you know 'bout those?
What you know 'bout spittin' bars and the whole crowd goes? (Yeah)
It's unbelievable, these people say I made it
Throwin' down a little Henny, can't believe that I don't chase it
Life goes on, days get brighter
I'm feelin' like I came in with my haze, no lighter
So I'm lookin' for the missin' piece
Goin' down in history for rippin' beats
Smooth game, sweeter than a Krispy Kreme
You tune into my station, hope you listening
Turn it up and follow on my journey as I live my dream
All-natural Whole Foods that lay you back
Have you straight chillin' in a dope mood
And some shit is happy like a show tune
This a brand new world, I can show you (Yeah)
Some people still have no clue
But they can look at all this cheese that I produce

[Chorus]
In a world (I am so happy,) that go round, you up or you down
You in or you out, you smile or you frown
Just get up (Get up), get up (Get up), get up (Get up), get up (Get up)
In a world (I am so happy,) that go round, you up or you down
You in or you out, you smile or you frown
Just get up (Get up), get up (Get up), get up (Get up), get up (Get up)

[Verse 2]
Hey
Ayo, I'm fast lane switchin', rap game spittin'
Chillin' with some sour, got a bad dame twistin' (Yeah)
These people think I'm goofy, say I'm Max, they trippin'
'Cause life a comedy like my last name Griffin
Livin' for the moment, blowin' potent, overloaded
And my swagger, call me Old Spice
Yeah, the kid is so nice
Smokin' in the whip, chillin', duckin' from the po-lice
So bright, you no lights, I'm shinin' like a strobe light
Leave a show with money, and I always count my dough twice
Most Dope general, and that shit is fo' life
My mama taught me well, so I even treat these hoes right, I'm po-lite
Workin' in my office, but no Dwight
Coke-white skinded, no light dimness
Me, who I am, plain sight for these bitches (Yeah)
And I ain't even tryna fight with these bitches
I don't got time to spend a night with these bitches

[Chorus]
In a world (I am so happy,) that go round, you up or you down
You in or you out, you smile or you frown
Just get up (Get up), get up (Get up), get up (Get up), get up (Get up)
In a world (I am so happy,) that go round, you up or you down
You in or you out, you smile or you frown
Just get up (Get up), get up (Get up), get up (Get up), get up (Get up)

[Outro]
Yeah

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.