Mac Miller - Dead Presidents lyrics

Presidents to represent me (Get money)
I'm out for presidents to represent me
(Get money)
I'm out for presidents to represent me
(Get money)
I'm out for dead  presidents to represent me
(Whose)

It’s Easy Mac yeah, yeah
Please acknowledge me,  fuck the
Dreams of equality i oughta be a leader but
Ain’t nobody follow me
World wants to swallow me right into the dirt
But fuck that
I’d rather a clique put three in my shirt
I’m headed to heaven, crash landed in hell
My moms ain’t understand that she’s the
She got me trapped like a cell
So I put on some L
And lay back ASAP, I’ma yell my farewells
I excel from the other side of the world
Where the grass is greener and
The shells carry pearls
And I’m here now, but one day I’ll be gone
Until then I smoke a big L and put it on
'Cause, I just live my life like that
Instead of fightin' back I
Chill and write rap
'Cause, I dream of the day where
People pay to have my songs
You hate my style 'cause
It’s ancient like Babylon
And when rap is gone, I’ll be too
You won’t see me anymore, but I’ll see you
And free you? Nah
I’ll think I’ll keep you a slave
'Cause your mind is in the dark
Like the back of the cave
And back in the day well, I wasn’t here
Visine in my eyes, still nothing is clear
If Hip-Hop is dead, then I’m the resurrection
Represented by presidents
All same complexions

Presidents to represent me (Get money)
I'm out for presidents to represent me
(Get money)
I'm out for presidents to represent me
(Get money)
I'm out for dead presidents to represent me
(Whose)
I'm out for presidents to represent me
(Get money)
I'm out for presidents to represent me
(Get money)
I'm out for presidents to represent me
(Get money)
I'm out for dead presidents to represent me
(Whose)

Yo, yo i got a target on my chest
Red dot on my head
I be hiding from the monsters
I got under my bed
Everybody has their demons
Leave ‘em preying on his needs
AIDS infested semen
Leave 'em cleaning this disease
The word without a meaning
I'd be fiendin' for the trees
It’s Easy Mac, I’ll be mackin’ it with ease
I’m the king of the land
The air and the seas
Please, who you know that does it like me?
Yeah, now my mind's fucked up
Like I just took a Valium
I’m sorry daddy that I
Didn’t bring back medallions
No grades to put up on the fridge
And I’m sorry that I didn’t grow up as a kid
'Cause, I grew up like a man
You need to understand
That I know that everything I got
Was put up in my hand yeah, it’s my life
So you need to let me live it
"Kid's so privileged, " "kid is so gifted"
You never liked my fitteds
Call me The Mad Hatter
But, I’m killing wack rappers
Cats that rap wacker
Thought I act black 'cause
I’m my sagging jeans
And I’m just doing my work
While I’m bagging up weed
Yeah, the haters, man, they nothin' to me
He told me that I gotta work hard
Nothin' is free
Yeah, it’s all in my mind for the paper
Mother Earth is mine, I'ma take her

Dead presidents to represent me (Whose)
Dead presidents to represent me (Whose)
Dead presidents to represent me (Whose)
Dead presidents to represent me (Whose)
Yo, put your Ls up real quick and say

I'm out for presidents to represent me
(Get money) what?
I'm out for presidents to represent me
(Get money) what?
I'm out for presidents to represent me
(Get money) let's go Pittsburgh
I'm out for presidents to represent me
(Get Money) put your Ls up
I'm out for presidents to represent me
(Get money) put your Ls up
I'm out for presidents to represent me
(Get money) it's Easy Mac
I'm out for presidents to represent me
(Get money) it's Easy Mac
I'm out for dead presidents to represent me
(Whose) representin' all