ft. Earl Sweatshirt

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]

I give no $#&@s when I go nuts, cause I smoke dust, overdosed on the sofa then
Woke up from the coma pulled up in a Skoda smoked, went back to bed
Never thought it would be such a loner, I tell my (*##$ that I $#&@ing own her

My neighborâ??s daughter just got a dog, Iâ??ma run it over, Iâ??m a $#&@ing soldier
So cold bro $#&@ pneumonia, all my (*##$es got love for Sosa, I just wanna $#&@
Roast up coaster then disappear in Southern California

Strung out to the night, Iâ??m chilling, everybody worried the lights might kill them
Via sight slipping, long lines of those white women
Iâ??m with the homies, bump Counting Crows

Just went through the half ounce of !@%!e, blood pouring out my nose
Donâ??t tell my mom I got a drug problem, Iâ??m $#&@ing high
Leave proper size, when the sun go down I come alive

Cause the guns go off in the summer time, cause the guns go off in the summer time
Blaow
[Hook: Mac Miller]

This another mother$#&@ing rap song
Broke and crazy, rich and famous doesnâ??t last long
Spent all my cash on a broken dream

Went from weed and liquor to the !@%!e and lean
All I gotâ??s this mansion and this potpourri
But donâ??t I look so handsome in these Polo jeans?

Donâ??t I look so handsome in these Polo jeans?
[Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt]
I blow a spliff before the ink dries on the paper

And lately, I donâ??t like %#@!, I been inside on the daily
Getting wasted as the time that Iâ??m spending high and sedated
Iâ??m putting five in his face, because we donâ??t buy into bull%#@!

As soon as itâ??s flashing lights then itâ??s kush to hide in the bushes
I do this %#@! out of spite cause thereâ??s ^!$$%s that overlooked me forever
Iâ??m more content with dark and stormier weather

Flip the $#&@ing cross on your rosary, we supposed to be better
But hereâ??s a toast to your efforts, and donâ??t approach me with nothing
That isnâ??t money or breakfast, Iâ??m close to choking a #~!!@, #~!!@

Sweaty Man, you best had bet your bottom dollar on him
With a couple ^!$$%s, weighing sess like itâ??s a lot options
15 on me for soda and swishers

And whoâ??s the %#@!, a bag of chips, and a colon decleanser?
Iâ??m over (*##$es trying to act like I owe â??em a picture
Rather introduce these hoes to Vince who could show you a pistol

Listen, ST was the older initials
Been rap game tighter than boa constricters
Rolling stone like a Boulder raving, Iâ??m so impatient and going dumb as

Disclosing my $#&@ing home location to total strangers
No love in my heart for coppers, blood from my lungs on the sink
Cashing out off the garments, the artist, $#&@ what you think

Scowl turned black and the carriers could pick
And my flesh when I rest, tell â??em bury me adrift
[Hook: Mac Miller]

[Ab-Soul]
Soulo