Mac Miller - A Night In The Studio lyrics
Ay yo Josh Ay yo where the f** you at man? What you mean you on your way yo Our session was at 9 its f**in 11 I'm out here, blow smokin Ls Waitin for yo a** I don't even think I got.. Oh no I definitely still got some weed for the lab But still when you gonna be here? Soon? Mother f**er how soo.. Oh there you are right now Ay yo whats good bro? This is a DJ Haze exclusive Ay yo whats good bro Just here chillin Yeah I'm tryin to go to the studio or whatever Yeah I got sh** to drop mpther f**er I always got sh** to drop damn Ight youll meet me there? Alright) I woke up scratched my nuts Rolled a swisher on the sh**ter Got blow then I light me up a cigarette The coolest flow coolio a movie roll Now Im tryna head up to the lab I headed to the studio open the door Say wa**up to everybody who was posed perform Im bout to record they know Im smokin of course Blow some haze in the air pull out my notebook Then I head up to the booth load the beat off my email Phone on silent ignorin calls from females My man Josh sit down get the tempo Put on my headphones Ight, lets go I let go intro the beats startin Say a couple words try not to be retarded Cuz I'm a goofy dude doin' what I choose to do Eatin tracks up like some snacks call me scooby doo Now the beat about to drop verse 1 Its like a whirlwind the soldier pull the first gun Everythings blank its just me and the mic I dont read a lot so I try and see what I write Visualize the melody, hypnotize everybody watchin I hope they aint blink they eyes Cuz you dont wanna miss a f**in second When Im catchin wreck I be in the booth goin off try to catch my breath Couple more bars couple seconds left k**in em softly takin extra steps They never guessed I be murderin and blessin Ight the first done but before we start the second We gotta do man sh** Doubles and ad libs And Josh makin sound like magic He a old school genius with the pro tools Tryna school me on everything that the pros do I tell him that he needs to think it in the book But for now we makin guap just singin on some hooks So I dont worry bout the chorus The track gotta hook on it And my verses wit dat, they sound good on it Now I do a second maybe do a third If Im in the mood to go crazy with my words I take a lil break got some haze to burn The cast sittin outside can wait they turn We makin cla**ics in the session Moms askin me these questions (When you comin home you got school) Naw, Im suspended After this track done burn the last blunt smokin good Payin for my time with stolen goods Say peace to whoever, outside its dark Im blowed and cant find where the f** I parked So I beep the car, oh there it is Lets go ahead and hip hop in the whip Light them cigarette and sit Gotta ride homie ahead of us (Sprunked) in the back Tell my man wit the whip to bump on my track Tryna ride out, and Im high now