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Mac Miller - I Hate Mac Pittsburgh Player Lyrics

[Intro]
I'ma just get right to it
Yeah, okay
And you know this man

[Verse 1]
Yeah, Instigator, manipulator, I'm sick of favors
Been twistin' vega's, inhale it, and blow it in the air
Pittsburgh player, call me motherfuckin' Mayor Mac
City of them championships, bitch, I'ma take it back
I play with rap like a maniac in a fanny pack
Chewin' up all these rappers, their egos could never handle that
Good careers vanish fast, how long do the panic last?
These bitches lose their souls when the cameras flash
I don't react to bullshit, them pussies with the loose lips
Wonder how I do it, keep the money comin' fluent
There ain't really nothin' to it, I just do it how I do's it
I ain't focusеd on respect from evеry news clip
In the future, they gon' understand
You ever lost a hunnid grand tryna be the fuckin' man?
Go back to sellin' nicks and dimes inside your mother's van
They understand it, they understand
And if they don't, cut 'em from the plan, yeah

[Interlude]
Okay
Okay-k-k-k-k-k-k
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[Verse 2]
Um
I was drivin' down the freeway on a high speed chase to the interstate, I was fuckin' wasted
Had to get away, they done seen the Pennsylvania plates anyway
Just copped a whole key, I wanna save it
Bitch, I been a villain, put my dick in women
Takin' penicillin just to kill all of the venom and them sexual diseases
And if they got the AIDS, that don't change a fuckin' thing
I'ma cover up their face in fuckin' feces
The beast is off the leashes, take a peek at one of many masterpieces
All you internet rappers get deleted
Repeat the magni ficus, you compete, my bitches features
A secret, I don't keep her
We breathe the same shit, we different creatures though
I'm Michelangelo, all you soldiers got your ammo low
Pictures on your camera phones
You with the feds? Ooh, you a fed!