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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mac Miller
Vocals
United States Of America
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Kulousek
Songwriter
Malcolm McCormick
Songwriter
E. Dan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
E. Dan
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
ID Labs
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I just be like
Fuck you, what you need?
You can't get nothing from me
You was talking shit, now I'm somebody you would love to be
I'ma do my thing until the day the reaper come for me
You can keep on grilling, I'ma smile back, smile back
[Verse 2]
Tell them haters call your army, bring your tanks
I'm a big boy with a big boy bank
Self employed, independent
Once you start, don't take no breaks
Working till I get it up
I bet it's gon' take a second
But once I start up my engine, I'm going to fast to catch 'em
I'm Lennon mixed up with UGK
Maybe try that purple drink
What I'm on is strong
Yours weaker than seven days
You sweeter than creme brulee
Presidential head of state
Dopest muhfucker from since before I hit the seventh grade
Elevate, Buddha shit, cooler than what coolest is
Slick without no lubricant
Bullshit, you just full of it
Stupid bitch, keep on hatin', I'ma keep on doing it
Spend a day as me, boy, you couldn't get the shoes to fit
[Verse 3]
I just be like
Fuck you, what you need?
You can't get nothing from me
You was talking shit, now I'm somebody you would love to be
I'ma do my thing until the day the reaper come for me
You can keep on grilling, I'ma smile back, smile back
I just be like
Fuck you, what you need?
You can't get nothing from me
You was talking shit, now I'm somebody you would love to be
I'ma do my thing until the day the reaper come for me
You can keep on grilling, I'ma smile back, smile back
[Verse 4]
They used to tell me I was fake, they would hate
Now they on my dick
Most Dope is my family, have respect for my conglomerate
Rollie on my wrist
I ain't rich, but I'm still copping shit
Jerm is on that beat, he got that heat
Hold up, drop it quick and bring it back
I could change the world with just a single track
Underage table in the back
Smoking, drinking yak
Pittsburgh, let me show the world just where my city at
On the mat, illest city out, I guess that's just a fact
I'ma live in Rome, drink Patrón and have a ball
After all, only get one life, so there's no time to stall
I'ma do it, stupid dudes with all exclusive shit to move with
Just a few kids tryna bullshit
Still my boys I straight up grew with
[Verse 5]
I just be like
Fuck you, what you need?
You can't get nothing from me
You was talking shit, now I'm somebody you would love to be
I'ma do my thing until the day the reaper come for me
You can keep on grilling, I'ma smile back, smile back
[Verse 6]
I just be like
Fuck you, what you need?
You can't get nothing from me
You was talking shit, now I'm somebody you would love to be
I'ma do my thing until the day the reaper come for me
You can keep on grilling, I'ma smile back, smile back
Written by: Dorothy Moskowitz, Eric Dan, Jeremy Kulousek, Joseph Byrd, Malcolm McCormick