La Familia

Mac Miller · Other Songs - Mac Miller

Feeling like a scholar, gotta keep my grades up

Hear the same stuff everyday from these lame fucks

This whole game rough kick you while you down

And, none of these motherfuckers gonna miss you why you out



I use to sit around the house, waiting for some dollars

Now I'm out grinding, chasing after dollars

I ain't a star just wasting all my dollars

We here for life ya'll fade away tomorrow



Pause, roll the dice like a board game

I'm sleeping with your girl and I don't even know the whores name

So magnificent quick to spit to kill this shit

These bitches is illiterate and this is some deliverance



No Bubba Sparks talking Carl Malone

Snake bite I hinge my jaw and swallow you whole

On my own path throwback dope rap

The room stops for me? or ghost rap



Ya'll fragile, broke glass coming with no swag

I be counting numbers no math failing class

But I'm scholarly rap properly

Knowledge speaks with the verbal trigonometry



Real slick like I'm climbing out the foxes hole

Keep your grades up bitch no honor roll