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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mac Miller
Vocals
Kenneth Whalum
Saxophone
Flying Lotus
Programming
Rodrigo Mora
Bongos
Cardo Got Wings
Programming
Yung Exclusive
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brock Korsan
Songwriter
Daveon Jackson
Songwriter
Kenneth Whalum
Songwriter
Malcolm McCormick
Songwriter
Ronald LaTour
Songwriter
Steven Ellison
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Flying Lotus
Additional Producer
Robin Florent
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Scott Desmarais
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Rayvon "Ray Dallas" Lapointe
Recording Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Chris Galland
Mixing Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Cardo Got Wings
Producer
Yung Exclusive
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Lyrics
We ain't on the same shit, no way
You ain't from my planet we don't speak the same language
This is an occasion, ain't it?
I'm feeling good and they hate it
Shit I don't recognize these faces
Yeah, where you from who you came with?
Started in the basement
Made it way above to top now I'm in the spaceship
In a spaceship, shit is spacious
Swear your life is basic
All you do is sit around the house you getting faded
That ain't entertainment, yeah
You missing every single shot that you ain't taking
Hey kid, you can use a little bit of your imagination
It can do you right and prove a life you busy wasting
Said it's your money if you make it
Otherwise it's just a conversation
Okay, why you always hating?
Lacin' up my sneakers I be running out of patience
Yeah, it ain't your money 'till you make it
Otherwise it's just a conversation
We ain't on the same shit, no way
You ain't from my planet we don't speak the same language
This is an occasion, ain't it?
I'm feeling good and they hate it
Shit I don't recognize these faces
Yeah, where you from who you came with?
Started in the basement
Made it way above the top now I'm in the spaceship
In the spaceship, shit is spacious
Everybody famous, everybody wild, everybody dangerous
Gettin' couple dollars now they actin' strange
Now they wanna give a couple statements
When you really about it you don't say shit
Pocket full of aces
Take over my city yeah that's really home invasions
All my homies with me getting busy no vacations
They ain't on my wave but they wavy
Stop boy you running through your savings
Yeah, I just feel amazing
My head up in the clouds but my feet be on the pavement, yeah
It ain't your money 'till you make it
Otherwise it's just a conversation
We ain't on the same shit, no way
You ain't from my planet we don't speak the same language
This is an occasion, ain't it?
I'm feeling good and they hate it
Shit I don't recognize these faces
Yeah, where you from who you came with?
Started in the basement
Made it way above the top now I'm in the spaceship
In the spaceship, shit is spacious
Writer(s): Malcolm James Mccormick, Brock F. Korsan, Steven D. Ellison, Daveon Lamont Jackson, Ronald La Tour, Kenneth Twigg Whalum Jr.
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