On My Shit Mac Miller

[Intro]
Hey, hey, hahaha
I'ma go in real quick, man
Let me just talk some shit
If y'all don't mind
How we do it, like hey

[Chorus]
I like my seat back, cup full, weed rolled, fuck school
I've been gettin' money, what the fuck have you been up to?
(Up to, up to) What the fuck have you been up to?
Livin' out my dream, boy, what the fuck have you been up to?
I like my seat back, cup full, weed rolled, fuck school
I've been gettin' money, what the fuck have you been up to?
(Up to, up to) What the fuck have you been up to?
Livin' out my dream, boy, what the fuck have you been up to? (Hey, hey)
I like my seat back, cup full, weed rolled, fuck school
I've been gettin' money, what the fuck have you been up to?
(Up to, up to) What the fuck have you been up to?
Livin' out my dream, boy, what the fuck have you been up to?
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

[Verse 1]
What I'm up to? Workin' hard
Anybody askin', I'm on my job
Late-night lab, then a late-night cab
3-6-5, boy, no days off
Everybody know that the boy got sweet flow
Then my money get a couple more zeros
We go 'til the weed run out
Look at people in my past like, "See me now?"
On it, supersonic, my words gonna hook 'em on phonics
I got it, that's why I talk shit, bitch, I'm fillin' up my wallet quick
If they ever wanna come and try and copy me
It's mine, you can look at the apostrophe
You whine, but then you carvin' out apologies
Goin' at Mac Miller, now you follow me
Set the bar high, take drugs at the car drive
It's alright, a false eye
In it for the distance, par five
Yeah, I'm gifted, aren't I?