Mac Miller, Z-Ro - TV lyrics
[Mac Miller, Z-Ro - TV lyrics]
Mr rogers
Why you wanna see me now?
Is it because I'm on TV now? yeah
My haters wish they could be me now
Thank the Lord the tables turned
'Cause now it's my turn
When I used to be dirt broke
I couldn't afford to get a Happy Meal (yeah)
Now it's steak and lobster
That's a make-a-player happy meal (yeah)
But back then
You were lookin' at me and laughin' tears
(Ha ha ha) now I'm rich and you steady tryna
Get yo' ass up in here (Woo)
Tell me why I couldn't get a
Ride when I needed one
Now it's so many cars
It's like I never needed one
Allergic to bitch niggas
Never see me with one
Want deeper life until Jesus Christ
And his kingdom come
The same musty ass egghead sixth grader
Y'all were laughin', but he knew later
Shit would get greater (yeah)
From broke as a joke
Now he's earnin' as much as six Lakers
(Fire)
Save yourself, bitch, I'm savin' this paper
(Haha) i turned that green and trappin' into
That black Bentley ballin' money
Always got at least fifteen stacks with me
And you can ride as long as
You ain't got your hand out
Soon as you ask for somethin'
That's when you get yo' ass out
Why you wanna see me now?
Is it because I'm on TV now? yeah
My haters wish they could be me now
Thank the Lord the tables turned
'Cause now it's my turn
Yeah, okay black car service
Had to kill myself to be here
Was it all worth it? Spent a lot of lonely
Nights contemplating purpose
Only did it 'cause I'm white
Do I still deserve it? Hell yeah
I put a lot of work in
Thank the Lord he blessed me
First time in Houston
Bun took me to Frenchy's
I'll put a couple albums out
Then they'll all forget me
But a gangster gon' always be a gangster, boy
And you don't know my past
You weren't right there wit' me
Hittin' licks to get some cash
Just to buy some hash
I'm a rottweiler, top dollar, Babe Ruth
Shot caller grand slam, head of the table
I'm the Godfather
Burn it to the ground, pickin' up the pieces
You can't save yourself when the
Beast is off the leashes
'Cause we comin' for you
Yeah, we comin' for you
Why you wanna see me now?
Is it because I'm on TV now? yeah
My haters wish they could be me now
Thank the Lord the tables turned
'Cause now it's my turn
Why you wanna see me now?
Is it because I'm on TV now? yeah
My haters wish they could be me now
Thank the Lord the tables turned
'Cause now it's my turn
When I used to be dirt broke
I couldn't afford to get a Happy Meal (yeah)
Now it's steak and lobster
That's a make-a-player happy meal (yeah)
But back then
You were lookin' at me and laughin' tears
(Ha ha ha) now I'm rich and you steady tryna
Get yo' ass up in here (Woo)
Tell me why I couldn't get a
Ride when I needed one
Now it's so many cars
It's like I never needed one
Allergic to bitch niggas
Never see me with one
Want deeper life until Jesus Christ
And his kingdom come
The same musty ass egghead sixth grader
Y'all were laughin', but he knew later
Shit would get greater (yeah)
From broke as a joke
Now he's earnin' as much as six Lakers
(Fire)
Save yourself, bitch, I'm savin' this paper
(Haha) i turned that green and trappin' into
That black Bentley ballin' money
Always got at least fifteen stacks with me
And you can ride as long as
You ain't got your hand out
Soon as you ask for somethin'
That's when you get yo' ass out
Why you wanna see me now?
Is it because I'm on TV now? yeah
My haters wish they could be me now
Thank the Lord the tables turned
'Cause now it's my turn
Yeah, okay black car service
Had to kill myself to be here
Was it all worth it? Spent a lot of lonely
Nights contemplating purpose
Only did it 'cause I'm white
Do I still deserve it? Hell yeah
I put a lot of work in
Thank the Lord he blessed me
First time in Houston
Bun took me to Frenchy's
I'll put a couple albums out
Then they'll all forget me
But a gangster gon' always be a gangster, boy
And you don't know my past
You weren't right there wit' me
Hittin' licks to get some cash
Just to buy some hash
I'm a rottweiler, top dollar, Babe Ruth
Shot caller grand slam, head of the table
I'm the Godfather
Burn it to the ground, pickin' up the pieces
You can't save yourself when the
Beast is off the leashes
'Cause we comin' for you
Yeah, we comin' for you
Why you wanna see me now?
Is it because I'm on TV now? yeah
My haters wish they could be me now
Thank the Lord the tables turned
'Cause now it's my turn