Mac Miller - Stop Bitchin' lyrics

What up, Jerm? Haha, ayy

Stop bitchin', stop bitchin', stop bitchin'
Stop bitchin', stop bitchin', stop bitchin'
Shit ain't gon' change
Ain't nobody gon' listen
Y'all need to just stop bitchin'
(Stop bitchin') uh

Yeah
Mac got your favorite sentence (Uh, huh)
These other bitches just table tennis (Aha)
Put some weed with some rice in this Cajun
That spicy Jamaican, I smite you for hatin'
Rap shit's nice
But I might need some Franklin's (Dollar's)
I'll be that rap all
Them white people playin'
The game, well, it's changin'
These radio stations controllin' them dollars
(Uh, huh) and I'm the scholar (yeah)
Hip-hop today ain't and paid
Dr dre wouldn't get The Chronic played
And that's a shame (A shame)
Just some shit I gotta handle (Handle)
I give these bitches lil' somethin'
They can dance to (Cheah)
I ain't gon' be a show that gets cancelled
You ain't like what's on
Change the motherfuckin' channel
My Hip-Hop peoples, I feel ya pain
But it ain't no reason to
Just sit and complain (Uh, huh)
On a track, sayin' "Fuck rap
All of it's wack"
'Cause cream muhfuckers said
"It's all for the cash" (Cash)
So for ya single, sing a lil' jingle
Then you can stack chips like Pringles (Haha)
It ain't hard, it's easy, it's magic
Dance, do a backflip, make some cool ad-libs
(yeah)
Once you see that check that you like
Say "Fuck it"
And go back to blessin' the mics
It's Hip-Hop forever
But it's stressin' to fight
And money makes it easier to
Rest here at night
Hatin' on Soulja Boy? It shouldn't happen
Look at him laughin' (Haha)
He know he ain't that good at rappin'
You can hate but it ain't gon' solve shit
(Solve shit)
Hip-hop's the culture, it's gon' evolve quick
There's some music I don't bump and bang
But it is what it is, let 'em do they thang

Stop bitchin', stop bitchin', stop bitchin'
Stop bitchin', stop bitchin', stop bitchin'
Shit ain't gon' change
Ain't nobody gon' listen
Y'all need to just stop bitchin'
(Stop bitchin') uh

And a lot of cats sulk and
Won't fuck with this new shit (Uh)
But, ayo fam, music is music (Music)
Y'all need to stop bitchin'
Give this shit a listen (Listen)
Some of these cats is actually spittin'
(Spittin')
There's a lot of wack cats in the game
But it ain't no reason to hate on they name
Worry 'bout yourself, let 'em do what they do
(Do) soon it's out with the old
And in with the new
Most cats is only hot for six months
(Six months)
But real hip-hip is gon' be around forever
(Forever)
What sell is gon' change every day
It's basically the same as the weather
(The weather) and big ups to everybody who
Spit it from the heart (Heart)
You do it for the real and
You live for the art (Art)
Sayin', "Hip-hop's dead" is
Gettin' played out
Everybody just lookin' on how to
Get they name out
Some shit to dance with? That's what's up too
But it ain't it the same
Shit you smokin' blunts to
Fuck bein' famous, who cares if you make it
Just make the music that you
Love and stop hatin'

Stop bitchin', stop bitchin', stop bitchin'
Stop bitchin', stop bitchin', stop bitchin'
Shit ain't gon' change
Ain't nobody gon' listen
Y'all need to just stop bitchin'
(Stop bitchin') uh