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Mac Miller

What Made Me This Way

 

What Made Me This Way


Turn up a little bit, yeah
First song recorded, in a hotel studio
It got me feeling like I made it and shit, haha

She tells me that she don't know who I am
I've changed so much and she don't understand
Got me saying, "Goddamn"
What made me this way?
And I been thinking that it's taking way too long
Everything I do they think is wrong
I must move on
What made me this way?

And everything better when you make a little bread (Bread)
Counting my cash, keep the numbers in my head (Head)
King-size bed in my hotel suite (Suite)
I know I got money every time I go to sleep (Sleep)
But, what made me this way?
I used to be regular, now I'm insane
I used to cry, now I don't feel pain
Hey, what made me this way?

(I see 'em, I see 'em, I see 'em)
They watch me as I figure all this out
Money coming in, I tried my best to keep a count
But there's no doubt
That made me this way
And they try, but never will they know the work I do
On my grind all night, the moon lights up the room
A dream come true
What made me this way?

And everything better when you make a little bread (Bread)
Counting my cash, keep the numbers in my head (Head)
King-size bed in my hotel suite (Suite)
I know I got money every time I go to sleep (Sleep)
But, what made me this way?
I used to be regular, now I'm insane
I used to cry, now I don't feel pain
Hey, what made me this way?

Counting my money, couple thousand every night
Thinking to myself, "This can't be life"
Everything I'm seeing, this can't be right
They must've poured a little lean in my Sprite
That's alright, that's okay
Fuck tomorrow, we here today
Hey, shit don't change
What the fuck made me this way?

And everything better when you make a little bread (Bread)
Counting my cash, keep the numbers in my head (Head)
King-size bed in my hotel suite (Suite)
I know I got money every time I go to sleep (Sleep)
But, what made me this way?
I used to be regular, now I'm insane
I used to cry, now I don't feel pain
Hey, what made me this way?

done

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