Mac Miller - Day One Lyrics (A Song About Nothing)

Mac Miller - Day One Lyrics (A Song About Nothing)

(Intro)
I Made This Beat
Uh,
Yeah
Alright I Now Wrote To It To
So Would Go Like This
It’s Like
Really Late And Germ’s Tryin’ To Get Home
So I’mma Try And One Take A Mofoking Song

(Verse)
When You First Start Rapping Everybody Curious
Then You Make It Happen And Everybody Furious
Young Kid Curdy Is, Don’t Know Where The Worry Is
Wanna Be Burried In My Pittsburgh Jersey Bitch
Nobody Certain If You Gonna Make It
Life Give You Some Hurtin’ And Gonna Hate It
Sometimes It Leave You Cold And It Leave You Naked
But, One Thing For Certain I’mma Leave It Fate Is
Still Young But I’m Wonder When My Time Could Be Up
When My Time Come I’mma Smiling Peace Up
Shorty Sipping Forties Hanging Out By The Tree Stump
So Germ And Me Sorta Making Heads And It Occured To Me
You Didn’t Have To Be Like 33 To Start Earning Cheese
Without Certainty We In For Eternity
Alot Of Style , A Little Money And Some Purple Wig
Me And My Queen My Girl, Not Freddy Mercury
‘Cause First Word For Free, Anything That Getting Older
Stand Focus ’Cause Bullshit It Was Hopeless
So Treat Yourself Like A Damn Professional
Your First Music Check , Damn Incredible
Every Day Feel Like The Best Day Ever
‘Til Every Day Feel Like The Best Day Ever
And You Used To Them Days, Kinda Become A Routine
You Have It Bad, Wouldn’t Fuck Up A Good Dream
You Realize That You’ll Probably Be Away When
All The People Die And You Never Get To Say
And Everything You Always Wanted To But Never Got The Chance To
Start To Weigh You Down, What Can A A Man Do
I Could’ve Stayed Around, Probably Can
Sold A Couple Of Shows, Spend The Last 2 Years Being Down On The Road
I Guess, Haven’t Got To Spend Too Much In My Hometown
Is What You Make Up A Play, Don’t Be Mistaken
All Of You Shook Can Take It,
Broken Beaten And Wasted
Still I Wouldn’t Traded ,And It Was 5 O’clock
But My Mind Won’t Stop
I’ve Been Thinking ’Bout Life Pour Syrop On Pop
Smoke A Cigarette, It’s Like I’m Really Trying To Die
Trying To Keep My Head On My Shoulders
But My Mind In The Sky
I’m That Moment When A Gazelle And A Lion Collide
I’m A Burned Down Doodle With A Dominant Side
Yup, Independent Platinum ,Wish You Well Passing
Juvi Out Of The Ice Age, Bitch Outta Max ‘Em
I’ll Be Right In This Shit And Just Relaxin’
Let The Time Start Passing

(Outro)
Yeah
So I Just Make My Own Beat
And Decided I Was Gonna Rap One Or Two
It’s Like ,Yup, Took My Chains Off To Rap This Song
Uh,Almost Dropped My Big Chain
Who Ever Tought That I’d Be Standing In A Booth With A Big Chain
Guys I’m Joking I Don’t Have A Verse
Alright Pete

Mac Miller - Day One Lyrics (A Song About Nothing)

Mac Miller Ft. Pharrell - Onaroll Lyrics

Mac Miller Ft. Pharrell - Onaroll Lyrics

Yeah,
I Be Eatin’ That Pink Slime
Hahaha
Here We Go

Got My Chick Makin’ Drinks With That Cream
While I’m Taking Sips Of That Lean
Life Ain’t A Bitch, If You Make A Wish
You Might Break A Record Like Me
Got A Mil At The Age Of 19
But I May Just Give That Back
To Show My Friends I Can Do It Again
If I Start It Off From Scratch

All I Do Is Rap
You Can Run And Tell Them Hoes That
Plumber, It’s Nice With No Rubber
She Like When I F-Ck Her Like That
This Rap’s What I Do
But I Been Fly, Been Fly
You’re Now Inside Of My Sick Mind
That Pink Slime, Pink Sli…

Hook:
She Get Good Grades Suckin’ D-Ck
What More Could You Ask For
Big Ol’ Butt, Love To F-Ck
What More Could You Ask For
F-Ck With Drugs, Fall In Love
What More Could You Ask For
What More Could You Ask
What What More Could You Ask

Go A Hundred Miles An Hour
Ridin’ Around The City
Smokin’ On That Sour
Couple Bad Ones With Me
Used To Rock All My Brothers Clothes
Now Designers Brands Got A Bunch Of Those
Got A Bunch Of Diamonds And A Bunch Of Gold
Ridin Body Coffin Like F-Ck ‘Em Though
Hoes Turn Bad For That Mess
I’m Busting Nuts On Her Fur Vest
My Life Is Like A Circus
My Head’s A Little Unfurnished
She On A Roll, She Needs This
Her Ass Round Like Venus
My Penis, Her Cleavage
That Freaky Bitch, Jesus

Hook:
She Get Good Grades Suckin’ D-Ck
What More Could You Ask For
Big Ol’ Butt, Love To F-Ck
What More Could You Ask For
F-Ck With Drugs, Fall In Love
What More Could You Ask For
What More Could You Ask
What What More Could You Ask

I’m Switchin’ Up My Flows
Sellin’ Out These Shows
Pop A Bottle A Don P
And Spill It All On My Clothes
Man Mac Is So Grown
Made A Business All On My Own
These Labels Callin’ My Phone
But I Made This Business All On My Own
Gimme That Bass Bitch, I’ma Bass Head
Love To Break Shit ’Til It Make A Mess
I Wrote Myself Another Blank Check
I’m F-Ckin It, Do The Aids Test
Winner Heisman, I’m Mvp
I’m San Marino, You Sandusky
Mc Hammer, They Can’t Touch Me
Skateboard P, He Be On That Beat

[Hook:]

Mac Miller Ft. Pharrell - Onaroll Lyrics

Chevy Woods Ft. Mac Miller - The Drive Lyrics

she sang, she don’t need a nigga for nothing
cause she got it, she got it
i ain’t playing girl, i ain’t stunting
i’m the pilot: fly

[verse 1 - chevy woods]
miss individual, say you got it going on
cause you got it all your own
and you living all along in your home
by yourself, no kids
tinted out car, own belts, own rims
so you don’t owe them haters nothing
late night, weekends, you be heavy puffing
so you never let em hit you
with the whoopty-woo
flipping the channels, stopping at scooby doo
gimme a chance, girl; you know that i could taylor you
i mean san fran burner with doobie – ooh wee!
get it all like a motherfucker
window ledge, you know i had that miss butter

[hook - chevy woods]
miss individual, you got it on your own
you don’t need them haters for nothing
tell em goodbye, tell em goodbye
cause we in this action movie, we stuntin
pelican fly! pelican fly! ah..

[verse 2 - mac miller]
this is after-hour music
sitting in my living room, whisper in your ear
tell you everything i’m finna do
stop with the questions, ain’t no interview
lemme for a while still smile while i’m kissing you
in my louis loafers, start fuckin when the movie over
how we use that sofa
i’m not a star, just a supernova
whose loving you for you, cause these stupid hoes trippin
i was on my pimpin, never will i homer hoes
shit, i ain’t a simpson, miss individual
it really fits you now
pretty as you’ve ever been
crushing like a little child
recording on the bus while he’s driving
that’s a mobile studio we getting high in
i’m in something foreign everytime i’m riding
you could sit shotty if you let me touch your vagina

[hook - chevy woods]
miss individual, you got it on your own
you don’t need them haters for nothing
tell em goodbye, tell em goodbye
cause we in this action movie, we stuntin
pelican fly! pelican fly! ah..

[verse 3 - chevy woods]
even get money when i’m in my sleep
with the cover on: now that’s deep
my own style, my flow unique and
her fragrance is the same, i don’t need to speak
shh – her name, cocaine
remember i used to get it off the whole thangs
she say her man’s pockets critical
oh you good, miss individual?
we say you get it on your own, huh?
definition for that: lonesome
she don’t ever need me to loan some
she don’t ever call me like “can i owe some?”
cause she miss individual
her pockets never being critical
so she ain’t fuckin with no broke man
and my pockets on python: holdin

[hook - chevy woods]
miss individual, you got it on your own
you don’t need them haters for nothing
tell em goodbye, tell em goodbye
cause we in this action movie, we stuntin
pelican fly! pelican fly! ah..