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Mac Miller - God Damn Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, okay, okay
You want raps?
Alright, look
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Okay, back when I didn't have the clout
And a little hard liquor had me passin' out
I was actin' out, blunts that we passed around
I used to short a motherfucker on a half an ounce, uh
I was tryin' to take the faster route
Cashin' out to get up out my daddy's house
But ask around, every time I'm back in town
My city hold me down like the motherfuckin' mayor, uh
Ah, yeah, that's a bounce, the class is out
So now it's time to trash the house
They on my trail like a basset hound
Let's play a little game of cat and mouse, track 'em down
Been the class clown, who's laughin' now?
I'm gettin' high, tryin' to catch a cloud
Better not get involved, killin' y'all, raps is foul
You might as well pick a casket out, you're dead, motherfucker
I don't see y'all, wouldn't wanna be y'all
Recall, it's the majors, feelin' like tee ball
Bunch of new motherfuckers sayin' they got it
But got it just won't get it if there's nothin' at all
I'm a four-year veteran, better than I ever been
You think you sick? I got the goddamn medicine
Little homies, say my name, everybody know I changed the game
[Chorus]
God-god-goddamn (Goddamn)
Goddamn (Goddamn)
Uh, goddamn (Goddamn)
Uh, goddamn (Goddamn)
God-god-goddamn (Goddamn)
Goddamn (Goddamn)
Goddamn (Goddamn)
Um, said

[Verse 2]
Why you actin' like a straight-up bitch?
Come to Pittsburgh, homie, we don't play that shit
Real motherfuckers over there, young polar bear
Colder than the frozen air, snowin' at the local fair
Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' monster, all I know is conquer
Do you like Dahmer? Oper-ate, I'm a doctor
Phantom of the Opera, line your whole squad up, bang
Came back just to claim my spot
You motherfuckers at the top really ain't that hot
Go ahead, homie, take your shot, uh, you only get one shot
I bought a crib that I can't afford
Have a butt-naked bitch come and sand my floor
Go hard 'til I can't no more
All of y'all better plan for war
Yeah, the flow water, washin' out your whole roster
Try and take what's mine? Just don't bother
I built that, five hundred down, get a mil' back
Real rap, everything I do, know I kill that
I do this, it ain't no joke, inhale, gotta taste that smoke
You all talk 'cause you ain't that dope
Kill yourself, come and take this rope
[Chorus]
God-god-goddamn (Goddamn)
Goddamn (Goddamn)
Uh, goddamn (Goddamn)
Uh, goddamn (Goddamn)
God-god-goddamn (Goddamn)
Goddamn (Goddamn)
Goddamn (Goddamn)

[Instrumental Outro]