Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Mac Miller
Vocais
Ab-Soul
Vocais
Jaslyn Taylee-Edgar
Coral
Jordan Dame
Coral
Nikki Leonti
Coral
Ryan Edgar
Coral
Christian Wunderlich
Violão
Frank Dukes
Programação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Adam Feeney
Composição
Malcolm McCormick
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Josh Berg
Engenharia (gravação)
Chris Athens
Engenharia (masterização)
Dave Huffman
Engenharia (masterização)
E. Dan
Engenharia (mixagem)
Frank Dukes
Produção
Letra
[Verse 1]
(Fuck you) Yeah, I came for whoever is in charge
Suggest you go and get yourself a weapon and a guard
They need some coffee, everybody's sleepin' on me
Going 'round door to door, settin' off alarms
All that horse shit, you should have left it at the barn
Keep a stallion, tell her gallop to the store and get cigars, yeah
Too many whips, gotta get a new garage made
I might steal one just to drive it in a car chase
Me and my bizarre ways (Lord have mercy)
I moved up from a private to a sergeant
You can see it from the scar face
Hidden in a dark place, swimmin' in the shark tank
Give a bitch a little bit of change, she a game in an arcade (Time crisis)
Not a second to lose
I'm the motherfuckin' Bible, that's forever the truth
And this is not another case of the celebrity blues
The devil with me and he tell me to shoot
[Chorus]
Murder, murder, murder, murder, what would you do?
Have you ever had to hurt her? Just for somethin' to do
Can you draw a perfect circle?
Lot of lies cover the truth, you got options, what do you do?
I wash these pills down with liquor and fall
Leave it to me, I do enough for us all (I do)
Got what you need if you like breaking the law
My mother raised me a god (Hey)
Fuck you
[Verse 2]
Yeah, blame the drugs, got me sinnin' on a weekday
Drunk as fuck, do a buck sixty on the freeway
Givin' y'all the freebase, hidden in the middle of a briefcase
It's hidden in a subwoofer, beat case
Used to wanna know how a freak taste
Now I'm in it in an instant like replay
Broad's a baton, pass her off like relay
Why I'm so mad on my B-day?
She say, "I thought you got sober"
And I said, "I wish you'd stop bein' a bitch
And get to mindin' your business"
Told me, "Money has changed you"
I get to thinkin', how rarely do I visit?
How'd I get so egotistical? I'm a Buffalo Soldier
Heaven is a mile away, the trouble much closer
I'm only twenty-three but my mind is older, and it'll forever be
Dead presidents to the homies, death to my enemies
[Chorus]
Murder, murder, murder, murder, what would you do?
Have you ever had to hurt her? Just for somethin' to do
Can you draw a perfect circle?
Lot of lies cover the truth, you got options, what do you do?
I wash these pills down with liquor and fall
Leave it to me, I do enough for us all
Got what you need if you like breakin' the law
My mother raised me a god (Hey)
Fuck you
[Bridge]
A goddess told me "Good morning" when I woke up (Fuck you)
You know I had a good morning when I woke up (Fuck you)
Gotta thank God every morning that I woke up (Fuck you)
Would you remember me if I never woke up?
Bye-bye (Fuck you)
[Outro]
I've been a sinner, I'm just tryna stay
Warm through the winter, and I'll be on my way
I'm just a drifter, the wind, it speaks in whispers
I just need some shelter, give me shelter from the wind
[Intro]
Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system
412-***-**** is not available
[Intro]
"Yeah man, I wish you were here, happy holidays
Um, I love ya, and I hope you have a good night slash weekend
Slash I hope I talk to you soon, alright, godspeed"
[Verse 3]
Oh, yeah
I thought I'd have it figured out by now
Shit would be simple, problems would be in the past by now
Me and the homies would be sittin' on millions
Reminiscin' on times when we were so broke and livin' in Oakland, just chillin'
I thought I'd have it in the bag by now
I thought that we'd be kickin' back by now
I know that life is a bitch
I know that life is a bitch, I thought we'd put her in a cab by now
But I'm stressin', I can't relax
Swallowin' my pride and I'm hidin' what's makin' me mad
Everybody sayin' I need rehab
'Cause I'm speedin' with a blindfold on and won't be long until they watchin' me crash
And they don't wanna see that
They don't want me to OD and have to talk to my mother
Tell her they could have done more to help me and she'd just be
Crying', sayin' that she'd do anything to have me back
All the nights I'm losin' sleep
It was all a dream, there was a time that I believed that
But white lines be numbin' them dark times
The pills that I'm poppin', I need to man up, admit it's a problem
I need to wake up before one morning I don't wake up
You make your mistakes, your mistakes never make ya
I'm too obsessed with goin' down as a great one
But if you wait too long, they gon' find someone to replace ya
So I guess this is a letter
To all my brothers, Most Dope, that's forever
I love you more than words could express
And this the part that Q start cryin', if he ain't already yet
I did my best to be a leader you respect
At times I became weaker, got defeated by regret
So tell my baby I love her
And if she give me the chance, I'll put a seed inside her, make her a mother
Just know that there's a place
Where all my people worry free and everybody straight
Every devil don't got horns, every hero ain't got capes
Opened up my eyes, shit, I'm finally awake, good morning
Yeah, good morning
[Outro]
Yo Vin, it's the morning, you gotta go to work
Yo, you gotta, you gotta be at work in like ten minutes, yo
You good?
I'm straight, yo, what's good?
When you goin'?
You gotta go pick up the dry cleaning and shit still?
Fuck that shit, I'll skip
Are you 'bout to go to work?
Mmhmm
A'ight, what time you gotta be at work?
I don't know, soon
You Democrat or Republican?
Uh, I don't know anymore
Would you vote for a female president?
I don't care what gender or race you are
Written by: Adam Feeney, Malcolm McCormick

