| Artist:Mac Miller Song: PA Nights Album: Blue Slide Park [Verse 1: Mac Miller] Hey, 10000 dollar hands, million dollar plan My fam's still the only people that really know me for who I am Damn, got me askin' when I got this fly The type to change because of fame, I'm just not that guy Still sippin' on my 40 when the cops drove by When I go, gotta tell my girl to stop, don't cry See, III been buyin' these diamonds All designer clothes and a Benz just to drive in Autograph signin' must've got to my head Fuck that, I've been the same lil' mofucka Always down to share my shit, melody with snare kick So I don't give a fuck about some lames I rode the ferry with My larynx is imperative to live, music's what I need, boy Destroy all of these fake me's, they decoys Everywhere I go, these companies give me free toys These random strangers just treatin' me like weed? boys [Hook] Pennsylvania nights, 9:30 flights Thinking to myself, where does all this go? No time to care, more I can share By now, this life is all I know So this is all I know, this is all I know Taught myself to walk, then got up and took flight Hey, bullshit's always gonna be bullshit So make a toast to the good life [Verse 2: Mac Miller] Hey, hey, 10000 dollar hands, billion dollar plan Listenin' to jams while I'm sittin' in my van This is who I am, wrote these lyrics on my DNA code Happy as hell, MDMA, yo! Fuck a job, there ain't no one that I call my boss We just tryna work so we can blow up like a molotov And it ... |
