Mac Miller - Bruce Wayne lyrics

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Mac Miller - Bruce Wayne lyrics

Intro: I tell her, baby don't be scared Yeah baby don't be scared Now lil' mama don't be scared Listen shorty don't be scared Tell her baby, don't be scared Lil mama don't be scared, don't be scared (Verse 1) Hey, I tell her baby don't be scared the sign saying beware My room stay smokey, go outside for some clean air All around the globe I see these b**hes at my shows Who invite me to their crib sayin' they twistin' up a O Bunch of haters on the internet Trust me I ain't finished yet, I'ma take care of all of yall like a gigapet People say I'm dead, I tell em that they just ain't livin' yet Excess weed, alcohol, hoes, and cigarettes, hockey player money now I'm gettin' checks Dream come true, I get my cake and eat it too Spending all this money like f** it The j** who never budget It's just the happy side that you are not in touch with They knew I spit didn't listen to me though Thats exactly why they called and I ain't pickin up the phone My pops wanna retire he can't back out I'ma make a million dollars take his a** out [Hook] I guess its all for the money, power and success Living life to the fullest on pursuit to happiness Yes, you wanna hate it be my guest but you can't f** with me when I'm at my best They keep asking me why, asking me why, asking me why Is this you? ya it's me you should know that it's nothing new I just tell em that it's what I do, ya it's what i do (Verse 2) Im always smoking in a non smoking room, we be soaking up the fumes Doing the opposite of everything that they hoped I'd do I was local for a few 'till they noticed I'm the truth Now they loaded up to shoot I'm in the open for your view Not duckin' and dive, tell em f** it I'm walkin' And if they come with a problem I'ma smile tell em go ahead You got no bread, worry what your ho said Think about the dream that you chasing don't lose focus Progress no stress, whatever happen, happen I'm laughin' when we pa**in' cause my raps are bringing cash in I got a job, a career, I'm the talk of the year Look at myself in the fight of the mirror Im hot and you not, you don't got what I brought To the table, to the fans you just basic cable Make this money blow it all away, thats what the f** I call a day [Hook]

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