Lyrics:
only grow from anguish
Yeah, (Miller Mac) Miller Mac
Haha, yeah, these are my friends (Miller Mac)
Miller Mac, Mac Miller, Mac, Mac (Miller Mac
Coming through Blue Slide Park
I'm gon' rob this chump
On a party on Fifth Ave like he Donald Trump
Nigga give me that shit
I liked you better when you
Nike's on your feet
Coming through Blue Slide Park
I'm gon' rob this chump
On a party on Fifth Ave like he Donald Trump
Nigga give me that shit
I
I know your baby never hurt nobody
But he got his ass smoked at that Mustard party
Og Blood, everybody know me when I came in with the little
tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em
Now I'ma show 'em
Her posse beat me by the threes, I call 'em Reggie Miller
She roll my weed in giant ?, she tall
it lil bit harder to sleep and shit
There’s a party on Fifth Ave,
But hell nah now Id leave that shit.
Mr. Miller,
Your legacy shall live on forever,
It's that Young Sinatra IV shit right here
Rest in peace Mac Miller
It's been like ten years
Here we go, yeah
Visualizin' and realizin' my life
playing cause I'm sure
I'm sicker than Kai MERS, you wicking while I stir
Just floating around in a circle
Make it complete like Mac Miller, smoking
lets you whistle (Lets you whistle)
Have to accept that we’ll have to go on now without (Without, without)
Go to the party on 5th Ave
Man I miss that
into oncoming traffic, just watch this
Stretched, tinted, black sedan my ass
See how mad you act when I drop you off at Saks Fifth Ave
In a fucking
Only one team will be able to
Destroy them, an even greater team
A super powered force
Yes, a veritable army of the
Most deadly villains alive
And by
tissue (nigga)
Or either have a bag on your hip to shit through (ha)
You seen us on the ave, anxious to get you
By my penis is a mag, when I lift, it
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang
The shells'll bang, make everything outta your helmet hang
Uh, the mayo jar was Hellmann's when I swirled
pulled up in a Lambo
We overseas we at Nandos
I'm staying loyal on ten toes
Uh aye
Party on fifth ave lets go
RIP to Mac a young goat
Let's get to shooting
Call me mumble rap god
Imma pull up and I pass by these ops
Fuckin up these shots
Mac Miller RIP you did yo job
Made it to the fukin top of the tower
ugh
We flow for about five years ago
When we lost a down
But I had fifth of the game
But I knew that one day
That sooner or later it got to come
(I have no legs)
(I have no leg)
(I have no leg)
Come by the party, get zooted, B?
Uh
Look
Good evening
Yeah, uh
When I party in New
Ayo, shout out to Black Diamond
I got them Nikes on my feet as we speak, homie, yeah
Shout out to Mac Miller
All I do is rhyme, all I do is get
shoot with the Mac by the double
Its either you die or you hustle
I Swear they gone get to the cake like a funnel hustle
Yeah I swear I’m gonna hustle
is
And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale
Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake
Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller
I got love for
back
They’ll have a gap left in the teeth of rap
Or missing like hair on a cul de sac
Saks fifth
On the sixth ave
So I can do my shit on the nice
a block of cheese from a customer
Back when, I went to kindergarten with Smoothe Da Hustler
Before FIFTHS, before MACS, before TECS WITH MUFFLERS
The days
your heart cold like Omarion
So act up and that mac will damn blaze ya
One shot your grill looking like
Fantasia's
Now that's fucked up Dewey Ave guns up
paid (get paid)
I got a room full of winners (winners)
This shit is for pros and not beginners (not beginners)
Rip Mac miller (miller)
Step inside
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