Текст песни Mac Miller - Day One A Song About Nothing

The Quarry Man
Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: Mac Miller
Альбом: The Quarry Man
Длительность: 03:24
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(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
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