[Sample] Think for yourself and you´ll find out that a lot of those so-called authorities are bullshit
[Mac Miller]
I´m the mothafuckin´ greatest, y´all don´t know that yet I don´t need your money, you can hold that check At the crib in some Polo sweats I don´t need a ho, that´s what the hoes don´t get I´m on my worst behavior Bad side piece with the perfect favor Mothafuckas never loved us Comin´ for your money, mothafucka, don´t trust us You ain´t shit Bought a brand new crib, yeah, I move that brick I don´t want nothin´ with your doo-doo clique Treat her like a dog, how I do that bitch Done doin´ promo And it´s still mothafuckin´ Most Dope Made a couple million off a brand, mothafucka We ain´t even got a logo Bitch, you better have my money
(I stay feelin´ myself) I don´t see anybody but me (Man I´m killin´ myself) And this shit too real See a mothafucka like me gettin´ money How does it feel? Already been, but I´m back for more Insomniac, I don´t know what I got a mattress for Insomniac, I don´t know what I got a mattress for Don´t sleep!
[Mac Miller] I´m an insomniac, a mothafuckin´ insomniac (Don´t try to sneak around me) I´m an insomniac, a mothafuckin´ insomniac (So don´t try, don´t try to sneak around me) I´m an insomniac, a mothafuckin´ insomniac I´m an insomniac, a mothafuckin´ insomniac
(Oh, hello Q)
[Mac Miller] Yeah, yeah, said, said I´m a maniac, craziac, same thing I might need to cave the fact Chain reactions happen when I make a pact A psycho, God made me that Cause I fade to black and gets down like a plane attack You mothafuckas just made me lap Ha ha, God damnit, safety drill, do not panic Let me see how loud you scream (AHHH!) I´m off the map, mothafuckas start lookin´ But they´re never gonna see where I be She only speak French Said "Bitch look, don´t try and speak around me" I don´t sleep at all
If you with that bullshit, I don´t wanna be involved, shit I could make a million puttin´ my lyrics on a tee Fearless, Jet Li, fourth quarter, Gretzky Take your bitch, your pet, she don´t test me Don´t flex if you don´t got shit on me And you ain´t got shit on me, come get it (Come get it, come, come get it, come) Drawer full of fresh whites [?] bag full of unleaded I don´t get enough credit Don´t sleep!
[Rick Ross] (M-M-M-M-M-M) They´ve done fucked up, han? The biggest bezzle, han? The don, Ricky Farrakhan
(M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music)
[Rick Ross] My weed burnin´, my chain glitter He´s self made, Mac Miller my real nigga Fuck who don´t like, bitch come see me Fuck who don´t like, hitta, hitta, hitta Gettin´ money so complicated I´m the shit, I´m constipated Yo baby momma, straight G Let me use the crib to mail all the weed California, Atlanta White girl in the black Phantom My top down, mid-December Ride with a big black fat nigga Krispy Kreme, then it´s chicken wings Introduce you to different things Jet skis and the best weed
Think it´s fake? Bitch test me I´m jetlagged, don´t need a stylist Pants sag, Jimmy Fallon Blowin´ green in the green room Def Jam like Baous really wildin´ Yeah they hate but won´t box a nigga Bought the estate from a boxin´ nigga Paranoid, I´m walkin´ ´round I´m butt naked with my chopper, nigga Hahahahaha I´m butt naked with my chopper, nigga
[Mac Miller] I´m an insomniac, a mothafuckin´ insomniac (Don´t try to sneak around me) I´m an insomniac, a mothafuckin´ insomniac (So don´t try, don´t try to sneak around me) I´m an insomniac, a mothafuckin´ insomniac
I´m an insomniac, a mothafuckin´ insomniac (Oh, hello Q)