Live Free

The High Life This is a message to, uh All of you who, uh, don't believe, alright? They gon' try and bring you down (what?), hating's what they do (what?) But you gotta keep a smile (what?), stay up on your move Live free (live free), live free (live free) Homie, live free (live free), live free (live free) (ha-ha) They gon' try and tell you no, shatter all your dreams But you gotta get up, go to bigger, better things Live free (live free), live free (live free) Homie, live free (live free), live free (live free) Ayo, microphone check, one-two, one-two We good? Just had to make sure I'm coming through (uh-huh) With the driver, Ricky Bobby, more class than a college And the shine of Liberaci, 'bout time that you acknowledge That the boy here to stay, fired up begin to blaze Buzzin', now my name gettin' out like a triple play (uh-huh) Haters tell you what you can't do, fuck that (nah) Say there's everything you can do but rap (nah) Shit, I paint pictures with a hot flow Young Picasso, feel me? I thought so (thought so) There's people in the world that are jealous of success Don't ever second guess yourself, step or get left (get left) 'Cause we on the march, we ain't waitin' for no man You can't get distracted by haters or romance (aha) So if you sittin' trapped in defeat Get that monkey off your back, live free They gon' try and bring you down, hating's what they do (what?) But you gotta keep a smile, stay up on your move Live free (live free), live free (live free) Homie, live free (live free), live free (live free) (ha-ha) They gon' try and tell you no, shatter all your dreams But you gotta get up, go to bigger, better things Live free (live free), live free (live free) Homie, live free (live free), live free (live free) And e'rybody know I got haters like Maino Actors all phony, give 'em Tonys like Yayo Flush the bullshit out of music, Drain-O This a true story type of movie, Fandango Flamethrower, strange flow They got me on the top like a halo, a Christmas tree Angel (yeah) My team attack the game from all angles (uh-huh) Passin' all these rappers, just pussycats, Bengals (yeah) Hip-hop's LeBron, nothing better (aha) Here to kick you out the game: Braylon Edwards Fast, Devin Hester, runnin' like six feet You got a sign on your back like kick me (uh-huh) I'm a race bike, six-speed Nah, you can't get me, move too swiftly Don't deal with other rappers tryin' gyp me 'Cause I'm way down the road where I live free They gon' try and bring you down, hating's what they do (what?) But you gotta keep a smile, stay up on your move Live free (live free), live free (live free) Homie, live free (live free), live free (live free) (ha-ha) They gon' try and tell you no, shatter all your dreams But you gotta get up, go to bigger, better things Live free (live free), live free (live free) Homie, live free (live free), live free (live free) Yeah, so for all of you, getting trapped by those who doubt you Be like, "Bitch, just keep on pushing" This has been a public service announcement From the kid Mac Miller