Mac Miller

Brand Name


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We in between heaven and hell
Fuck your 9 to 5, I'd rather end up dead or in 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

Investigating my nation, homie we ain't concerned
We're from the 412 out to the 310
We're from the pavement in my basement to them yellow brick roads
See, I was on my Ps & Qs like L-M-N-O
But kickin' bitches out my crib, somebody tell 'em go home, I don't know
I was in the crib with my different shit
Simple livin', I'm a hypocrite
Cause I'm filthy rich, I got businesses
Been had wifey's, have mistresses
Been tryna tell you what my vision is, but y'all still ain't listening
The war ain't winnin, it just beginnin'
And I've been 'bout Sparta like Michigan
I got stats, they got opinions, I got facts
The bro 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, they call me shady
I'm a white rapper, they always call me shady
Got no idea what I'm contemplatin', I guess...

It ain't nothing but a brand name
To everyone but us
It ain't nothing but a brand name, nothing but a brand name
Ask her what she wearing, say it's nothing but a brand name
Baby, this right here is hand made

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Yeah
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Everyday we love, love
Good morning
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Good morning
And everyone want-
Good morning
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Good morning
Yeah