[Verse 1 Mac Miller] Dealin with everybodys opinion, tryna do me Only down one, Im in the final, shootin threes Like I dont give a fuck, music, we fuck and switch the position up We love the things that keep on bringin out the kids in us Been workin all my life to do some different stuff And people have the nerve to say Im young and havent lived enough Im on the road, my girl so sad Im gone Its hard when I cant even find the time to call my mom And she thinks Im goin Hollywood, I guess she probably should It seems like people see the bad and dont acknowledge good I feel the shade, but I can see the sun, Im cool Ive got the time, but feel the need to run, a fool Is what Ive become, young and Im dumb Been spendin cake to get some bump in the trunk Drums with a pump Like some Reeboks, see me from the treetops They worry, but they need not, heatin like a teapot Now I think Im cool cause I got a pair of shoes And mo dough, a jacket with a Polo logo My cup always filled with Henny, so no Fo Loko But they should know, so I could go slow You see that Im smooth now Used to ignore me, they study what I do now With some help from Kweli, and its Like on the Beat Its cool to say that my cypher complete [Verse 2 Talib Kweli] Word Im so sick with the verbs I use, the words that heal us They love how we kill it on stage, man, Murder theaters No wonder they call it a bunk, I sleep in a coffin Dead tired, exhausted from how often I be tourin So gangsta, like the occupation of Made Men Creatin chaos, my operation is Mayhem The movie never stopped, the frame change over We added Mac to the wolfpack, Hangover That Hen is not a friend, Im on that Lagavulin Whatever substance, I abuse it like a grown man Youre not a kid no more, no one to hold your hand And Four Loko make your shoulder lean like a Dro fan Go ham, like Abraham readin all the Psalms Oh yeah, and dont forget to call your moms Same thing I told Bow Wow last year Take care of the fam, cause its all we really have here
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