[Mac Miller - Verse 1] So watch em do the macarena somewhere out in Pasadena Love the drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of You a waste of the space that you take up Living, this time around Im not kidding I had an intuition about these women in suspicion Got me looking at sh** different How a man in my position can start slipping down these slopes Cuz its all just (downhill from now) As a kid I didnt learn that but (now I might) When you were young and you were just tryna live your life and have some fun In the world when you have yet to see how evil its become Its hard to have a dream when youre deep inside of one And I know you hate them spirits so I keep em in my lungs Im a Beatle to these young kids Sometimes I be feeling like a needle to these young kids You had the world you bout to leave it to these young kids And we gon show you what the love is [Chorus - Iman Omari] Stay high, go for what you know? Let it in your mental And dont ever let it go (it wont stop) You cant fight the feeling, feeling You cant fight the feeling, no (it wont stop) You cant fight the feeling, feeling You cant fight the feeling, no [Mac Miller - Verse 2] And I keep a couple Most Dope homies by me So there aint too many times its me, myself and Irene We stay smoking through the night Wake up do some Tai Chi Homie cant you see Im chilling, please dont f** up my chi Yeh my jacket Y3, recently been up on fashion Waste a bunch of money kinda stinks of satisfaction Fell asleep in Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan Balling like Im Jordan but Im fresh as Mars blackmon A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams A price on an idea we never can agree They tell you what you know but its better to believe So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be Still I tell em f** what you know, Im feeling comfortable Just continue living life cuz enough of em dont You spend your days counting every single penny, mane Start now cuz we coming for you anyways [Chorus] [Kendrick Lamar - Verse 3] Sometimes I wake up, up in the morning, make up Wrap this much make up off my b**h soon as she yawning Take up, hours upon days just to find power sh** to say But you wont hear it, even if your ears was pierced with Beats by Dre, I mean The sun is slowly falling We all surely should die eventually So whats your calling? Oh, you left your phone behind, Identity, crisis breaks mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness Jesus Christ is right near us and devil said you owe 10% Sold your soul I know sold your soul and get hopeless My focus stay ready opened or close in that float in the open Of oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme Or choking or soaking up game Im hoping you picked the second one Change the emotion of jealousy that your holding Youre telling me that your golden but really cubic zirconian Let me see I break you down like a pound of fire whenever your tactics are mighty clever But even if youre Mayweather you [Chorus]