Listen to Blue World by Mac Miller

Blue World

Mac Miller

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mac Miller
Mac Miller
Vocals
The Four Freshmen
The Four Freshmen
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Wright
Robert Wright
Songwriter
Guy Lawrence
Guy Lawrence
Songwriter
George Forrest
George Forrest
Songwriter
Malcolm McCormick
Malcolm McCormick
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon Brion
Jon Brion
Additional Producer
Vic Wainstein
Vic Wainstein
Associate Producer
Patricia Sullivan
Patricia Sullivan
Mastering Engineer
Greg Koller
Greg Koller
Mixing Engineer
Guy Lawrence
Guy Lawrence
Producer

Lyrics

It's a blue world without you It's a blue world alone Yeah, well, this mad world made me crazy Might just turn around, do 180 I ain't politickin', I ain't kissin' no babies The devil on my doorstep bein' so shady Mmm, don't trip We don't gotta let him in, don't trip Yeah, yeah I let it go, but I never go with it Uh, yeah Okay, cool as fall weather Fuck the bullshit, I'm here to make it all better With a little music for you I don't do enough for you Without you, it's the color blue Ooh, don't trip I was in the city, they was talkin' that shit Had the homies with me, all a sudden, they split We ain't even worried, we just laughin', that's rich You know how it goes, it ain't broke, don't fix Hey, one of these days we'll all get by Don't be afraid, don't fall Think I lost my mind, reality's so hard to find When the devil tryna call your line, but shit, I always shine Even when the light dim No, I ain't God, but I'm feelin' just like Him Ooh, don't trip See, I was in the whip, ridin', me and my bitch We was listenin' to us, no one else, that's it That's a flex, just a bit, let me talk my shit Say my hand got bit Yeah, well, this mad world made me crazy Might just turn around, do 180 I ain't politickin', I ain't kissin' no babies The devil on my doorstep bein' so shady Mmm, don't trip We don't gotta let him in, don't trip Yeah, yeah I let it go, but I never go with it Uh Don't trip Don't trip Don't trip Well, if you could see me now Love me and hold me down My mind, it goes, it goes It goes, it goes, it goes Well, this mad world made me crazy Might just turn around, do 180 I ain't politickin', I ain't kissin' no babies The devil on my doorstep bein' so shady Mmm, don't trip We don't gotta let him in, don't trip Yeah, yeah I let it go, but I never go with it Uh Hey, one of these days we'll all get by Don't be afraid, don't fall in line
Writer(s): Guy William Lawrence, Malcolm James Mccormick, Robert Byron Wright, George Chet Forrest Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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