Mac Miller - Under The Weather | Текст песни

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• Mac Miller
• Under The Weather

I bet it must be nice, chillin every day
Not really doing shit, a couple million in the bank
I'm working all the time, never givin me a break
Part of me wanna chill, but part of me wanna win
No college paying my bills, I'm saying just what I feel
I got too much on my mind to care about the Internet bullshit
But the people comin up say I'm forgetting who I am
I'm cool with it, chillin with some buddah smoke

I always do it big like Jewish nose

And they say they love you but they kidding
They say they bought your CD but they didn't
If you don't mind
I think it's all gonna be ok

Fairy tales, dreams come true, one day you gon make it
If they gave you a hand out ? would you take it?

Cause you could have the world in the palm of your hand
But it don't mean a thing unless you change it

Now they want a ticket to my shows for free

"Can I have your autograph??" Bitch, suck my dick

[Hook]

Under the weather, shit'll get better
Don't let nobody say you can't, heart beating like an 808
I know it sucks with a 9 to 5, but everything'll be alright