Mac Miller — Bruce Wayne (Prod by Hannibal King)
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Bruce Wayne (Prod by Hannibal King) Mac Miller03:17
Текст песни: Bruce Wayne (Prod by Hannibal King)
Bruce Wayne Lyrics[Intro] I tell her, "Baby, don't be scared" Yeah, baby, don't be scared Now lil' mama, don't be scared Listen, shorty, don't be scared Tell her, "Baby, don't be scared" Lil' mama, don't be scared, don't be scared [Verse 1] Hey, I tell her, "Baby, don't be scared," the sign sayin', "Beware" My room stay smokey, go outside for some clean air All around the globe I see these bitches at my shows Who invite me to their crib sayin' they twistin' up a O Bunch of haters on the internet Trust me, I ain't finished yet I'ma take care of all of y'all like a Giga Pet People say I'm dead, I tell 'em that they just ain't livin' yet Excess weed, alcohol, hoes, and cigarettes Hockey player money, now I'm gettin' checks Dream come true (Come true) I get my cake and eat it too Spendin' all this money like, "Fuck it" (Uh-huh) The Jew who never budget It's just ya happy side that you are not in touch with They knew I spit, didn't listen to me though That's exactly why they called and I ain't pickin' up the phone (No) My pops wanna retire, he can't back out I'ma make a million dollars, take his ass out [Interlude] Hey Ha, I know you feel me, right? Make 'em say, "Ah, ah" [Chorus] I guess it's all for the money, power and success Livin' life to the fullest, on pursuit of happiness, yes You wanna hate it, be my guest But you can't fuck with me when I'm at my best They keep askin' me, "Why?", askin' me, "Why?", askin' me, "Why?" "Is this you?" (Is this you?) Yeah, it's me, you should know that, it's nothin' new I just tell 'em that it's what I do, yeah, it's what I do (Aight, look) [Verse 2] I'm always smokin' in a non-smokin' room We be soakin' up the fumes Do the opposite of everything they hopin' that I'd do I was local for a few until they noticed I'm the truth Now they loadin' up to shoot, I'm in the open for your view Not duckin' and dodge, and I tell 'em, "Fuck it, I'm walkin'" And if they come with a problem, I'ma smile, tell 'em, "Go 'head" You got no bread, worry what your ho said Think about the dream that you chasin', don't lose focus Progress, no stress, whatever happen, happen I'm laughin' when we passin' 'cause my raps is bringin' cash in I got a job, a career, I'm the talk of the year Look at myself and I fog up the mirror I'm hot and you not, you don't got what I brought To the table, to the fans you just basic cable Make this money, blow it all away That's what the fuck I call a day [Chorus] I guess it's all for the money, power and success Livin' life to the fullest, on pursuit of happiness, yes You wanna hate it, be my guest But you can't fuck with me when I'm at my best (Haha) They keep askin' me, "Why?", askin' me, "Why?", askin' me, "Why?" "Is this you?" (Is this you?; uh-huh) Yeah, it's me, you should know that, it's nothin' new I just tell 'em that it's what I do, yeah, it's what I do [Outro] What? And it's the best day ever, haha This that jazzy shit Hey, Jerm, this that jazzy shit, brah Uh-huh, uh-huh, it go on, it go on, it go on, it go on, it go on Hey, hey, it go on, it go on, it go on, it go on 'Til the end of the song Muhfucka, need to light up your bong Then I'm gone, and you far Bitch, why don't you hop up in my car? We could take a ride to the stars in a spaceship Me and you could get wasted...3
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