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Mac Miller - Beverly Og Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh
Yeah, yah
Ugh, ugh, alright look
Ugh, uh, uh

[Verse 1]
They say I lost my mind, I think I’m feeling fine
I ain’t a different person, it’s just a different time
This shit ain’t on Picture Perfect, it’s cool I’m getting by
Wake up to smell the roses, go ahead and taste some wine
I’ve traveled around the globe, done a thousand shows
Designer laundry, that’s a real expensive pile of clothes
I’m on the internet a lot, my life surrounds my phone
To be honest, been a while since I was out my home
This like the motherfucking day that Caesar found the throne
If you don’t call me king, I’ll gladly throw you out of Rome
A gangster in my mind, I think I’m Al Capone
A lot of real esate around that I’m about to own
Before you count your dough, you better count your blessings
I get a thousand questions all about the style I’m dressing
And all about complexion, you say I’m white?
Thank god for you, cause I forgot, you saved my life!
Me and your favorite rapper, probably ain’t alike
I’m with the thugs at the track, and we racing bikes
The cake is nice, I wasn’t ready for the famous life
At least I met a bitch at the parade tonight
That was nice
[Chorus]
At least I met a bitch at the parade tonight
At least I met a bitch at the parade tonight
At least I met a bitch at the parade tonight
At least I met a bitch at the parade tonight

[Verse 2]
Uhm, this the second verse, I didn’t write it down
For real, I’m kinda just, making it all up right now
There’s a bad bitch in here, tell her buss it down
Tell her hush, she in my ear with all these “fuck me” sounds
I was (?), I guess I’m ugly now
So shout out those to you who stuck around through Funkytown
Now things are getting weird, I guess I’m kinda zany
‘Cause I drink my water right out of the Allegheny
I’m smoking loud, why you cheifing (?)
It’s good for you, like that Gerberts that they feed the babies
Tryna make me crazy, Jesus need to save me
Before I fuck around and end up deep in Hade’
I’m feeling good right now, please don’t worry about me
With these raps is gonna be a lot murders around me
How it feels to be you, I couldn’t word it proudly
I was lost, until the circus found me
Hoes from Orange County, that’s my favorite type
Grab some liquor and some weed, we can make a night
Break the law, the kids just ain’t alright
At least I met a bitch at the parade tonight
[Chorus]
At least I met a bitch at the parade tonight
At least I met a bitch at the parade tonight
At least I met a bitch at the parade tonight
At least I met a bitch at the parade tonight

[Outro]
Yeah motherfucker that’s how it goes down like
You know Sap, I told you I’d get you on an album man, how was I not going to do that?
Shit
Nah fuck that I ain’t done man, my fucking raps are ill man
I got them ill raps, I got raps man
I’m a motherfucking rapper man, I got raps
What you think, who do I look like?
Some who wouldn’t have raps? You crazy?
When you look at me, you see someone who doesn’t have raps man?
All I got is raps, and more raps, and raps on top of those raps
A lot of raps going on, motherfuckers be rapping
Rappers do, thats what rappers have always done
Motherfuckers are rapping, rappity, rap
And I wrap circles around these raps motherfucker too
Because y’all rap motherfuckers can’t even really rap, you just rap songs and-
Fuck it
Fuck it
Fuck it
Fuck it