Mac Miller - Inertia lyrics

I've been a God way before a synagogue
Liquor drops used to hit the
Spot like a cinderblock
This is not what you wanted
But this is what you got
You live with what you got
Elixir that I'm mixin' like I'm
In the kitchen whippin' rock
I'm in the spot like the
Middle of a prison box
And you ain't nothin' to the
Planet but a little dot
Suddenly hit the water like the line
That's on a fishin' rod
Simple thoughts got me itchin'
Like the chicken pox knitted socks
With fingers tryna scratch a lotto ticket off
When I made it
I was gettin' all the bitches off
See, I was faded
Now I'm countin' up the minutes lost
I throw 'em back like opponents hit a homer
My mind, it holds explosion like a pose
That's on a poster
I'm out the holster with it
I overdid it like the way
The roller coaster spinnin'
Homie, that's inertia
I'm the moon to the sun, how I birth ya
Turn ya, back to ya old ways, reverse ya
Curse ya, witchcraft
You get nothin' but a whole lot of nothin'
With your mothafuckin' bitch ass
You simple as a whistle, never pick a side
Shit, you always in the middle
Never down to ride
I was high like I'm born to fly
Never die, I'm immortalized
Here before ya eyes
Lord of the flyest, I is your highness
And no diamond when the shine ultraviolet
You on your bullshit, I'm on assignment
And I be on it like a stylus on a PalmPilot
I'm God's finest work
This way beyond timeless
Copped the new presidential Rollie
Keep the watch silent
'Cause everybody tickin' me off
I got the world with her
Legs open, lickin' the box, shit
She home wet, sweatin' me for phone sex
Don't stress, daddy'll be home soon
And assume I'm down low with the post moves
I come through and hit
The hole like Jones-Drew, yeah
My old chick is old news
But add fuel to fire, what I won't do
So, I just kick it with the
Homies like I'm supposed to
And we go back like gold hoops
Well, this the cold feelin', bone chillin'
Borderline dope dealin'
I'm goin' up with no ceilin', shit
Out of body, got my soul swimmin'
And no different
Good head keep my toes twitchin'
You know Larry been fishin' since
He in the womb
This the scoop up the Big Dipper
You the little spoon
Went from invisible and minuscule
To invincible, dancin' with the Benes moves
I made a million and it killed me
My second million got me mothafuckin' filthy
You ain't nothin' 'til you die and
Come back to life iller
They haven't made a mo'fucker
Realer, Mr miller, yeah