Mac Miller - Brand Name lyrics
[Mac Miller - Brand Name lyrics]
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 stoppin' me, we on the move
Your mouth runnin' 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
Shootin' dice with Jesus Christ
Put twenty on the midnight
To everyone who sell me drugs:
Don't mix it with that bullshit
I'm hopin' 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
(Woah)
Everything we think we love
It ain't nothin' but a brand name
To everyone but us
(Every motherfucker but us)
It ain't nothin' but a brand name
Nothin' but a brand name yeah
Ask her what she wearin'
Say it's nothin' 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 chillin'
Smokin' weed again ('Gain)
I'm from the 'Burgh, not the burbs
Investigatin' 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 kickin' bitches out my crib
Somebody tell 'em go home, oh no
I was in the crib with
My different shit, simple livin'
I'm a hypocrite
'Cause I'm filthy rich and got
Businesses, been had wifey, had mistresses
Been tryin' tell you what my vision is
But y'all still ain't listenin'
The war ain't winnin', it's just beginnin'
And I 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 contemplatin'
I guess
(Woo) Everything we think we love
It ain't nothin' but a brand name
To everyone but us
(Every motherfucker but us)
It ain't nothin' but a brand name
Nothin' but a brand name yeah
Ask her what she wearin'
Say it's nothin' 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 mornin' (La, la, la, la) good mornin'
And everyone but us
(Every motherfucker but us)
Good mornin' (La, la, la, la)
Good mornin', 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 stoppin' me, we on the move
Your mouth runnin' 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
Shootin' dice with Jesus Christ
Put twenty on the midnight
To everyone who sell me drugs:
Don't mix it with that bullshit
I'm hopin' 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
(Woah)
Everything we think we love
It ain't nothin' but a brand name
To everyone but us
(Every motherfucker but us)
It ain't nothin' but a brand name
Nothin' but a brand name yeah
Ask her what she wearin'
Say it's nothin' 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 chillin'
Smokin' weed again ('Gain)
I'm from the 'Burgh, not the burbs
Investigatin' 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 kickin' bitches out my crib
Somebody tell 'em go home, oh no
I was in the crib with
My different shit, simple livin'
I'm a hypocrite
'Cause I'm filthy rich and got
Businesses, been had wifey, had mistresses
Been tryin' tell you what my vision is
But y'all still ain't listenin'
The war ain't winnin', it's just beginnin'
And I 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 contemplatin'
I guess
(Woo) Everything we think we love
It ain't nothin' but a brand name
To everyone but us
(Every motherfucker but us)
It ain't nothin' but a brand name
Nothin' but a brand name yeah
Ask her what she wearin'
Say it's nothin' 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 mornin' (La, la, la, la) good mornin'
And everyone but us
(Every motherfucker but us)
Good mornin' (La, la, la, la)
Good mornin', yeah