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Mac Miller

Brand Name

 

Brand Name

(album: GO:OD AM - 2015)


Um, uh
Woo, yeah
Woo, yeah
Okay, okay, yeah, um

We in-between heaven and hell (Hell)
Fuck a nine-to-five, I'd rather end up dead or in jail (Jail)
American Ninja to these obstacles, no stopping me, we on the move
Your mouth running like a prostitute's, keep your head to yourself
I work harder than anybody you know (Know)
I'm done with tricks, don't need no money to blow
Deadly aim, self-contained, superstar, they yell the name
Blood diamonds, finna go to hell for my chain
The P fitted on my head though
I'm too high, you can't reach me with the cell phone
No goodbyes, no hellos
You don't want this life I live, you'd rather had a wife and kid
Shooting dice with Jesus Christ, put twenty on the midnight
To everyone who sell me drugs:
Don't mix it with that bullshit, I'm hoping not to join the 27 Club
Just want the coke-dealer house with the velvet rug
Fuck the world, there's no one else but us (Whoa)

Everything we think we love
It ain't nothing but a brand name
To everyone but us (Every motherfucker but us)
It ain't nothing but a brand name, nothing but a brand name
Yeah
Ask her what she wearing, say it's nothing but a brand name
Baby, this right here is handmade

Yeah
I got brothers, I don't need no friends (Friends)
My shoes off, I'm comfortable, I'm chilling, smoking weed again (Again)
I'm from the 'Burgh, not the burbs
Investigating my nation, homie, we ain't concerned
Went from the 412 out to the 310
Went from the pavement in my basement to them yellow brick roads
See, I was on my P's and Q's like L-M-N-O
But kicking bitches out my crib, somebody tell 'em go home, oh, no
I was in the crib with my different shit
Simple living, I'm a hypocrite 'cause I'm filthy rich and got businesses
Been had wifey, had mistresses
Been tryna tell you what my vision is, but y'all still ain't listening
The war ain't winning, it's just beginning
And I've been 'bout Sparta like Michigan, I got stats
They got opinions, I got facts
LeBron left home, but he came back
This what raised me, made me rap
PA's baby, I ain't been to PA lately
See, I left and they call me shady
I'm a white rapper, they always call me Shady
Got no idea what I'm contemplating, I guess (Woo)

Everything we think we love
It ain't nothing but a brand name
To everyone but us (Every motherfucker but us)
It ain't nothing but a brand name, nothing but a brand name
Yeah
Ask her what she wearing, say it's nothing but a brand name
Baby, this right here is handmade
Woo

La, la, la, la (La, la, la, la)
Yeah (La, la, la, la)
Everything we love, love
Good morning (La, la, la, la)
Good morning
And everyone but us (Every motherfucker but us)
Good morning (La, la, la, la)
Good morning
Yeah

done

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