Look at You Mac Miller (Ft. Earl Sweatshirt & Kevin Gates)

[Intro: Earl Sweatshirt & Mac Miller]
Uh, look at you (Woo), look at you
Look at you, look at you (Ah yeah, mac)

[Chorus: Earl Sweatshirt & Mac Miller]
I don't want this to come between us (Yeah)
But right now I look the worst that you probably seen me (Yeah)
The come down worse than the high, Momma, believe me
(Look at you)
And that's true
You got some problems to deal with and that's you
(Look at you)
I can't even talk, I ain't meanin' to act rude
It's just I'm just kinda hot and it's easy to catch (Yeah)
I'ma leave it at that (Yeah)
(Yeah) And that's—

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Me's tryna tell you somethin' (Woo)
But a feelin' like this has no words, so
I keep on wastin' time and ever since my angel died
The halo shine is rusted (Whoa)
I say I'm fine, I'm frontin'
Every day I just been blunted
Mind is cloudy as my judgement, shit
You know I'm cut from the same cloth that they use for Kevlar
(Kevlar)
Ain't sober much, I've been faded off and I don't remember (Nah)
I'm goin' up like my name was God
Who the fuck are you sayin' I'm not?
My thoughts are heavy, weighin' down my brain with pressure
(I can't take it)
I'm pickin' up the roaches out the ashtray (That's true)
Yeah, ain't fuckin' with no hoes that's in the rap game (That's true)
There's somethin' different 'bout me
Ever since I whipped the Audi
Smell it like it's the shit around me
Feelin' like the Big Lebowski (I'm that dude)
Sick of showin' sad faces
I was hidden in the bat cave where the bitches came in nightly
Keepin' it as spicy as my last name (Mr. McCormick)
I bet a million dollars, show you who your friends are (Friends are)
I don't need respect, just show me where the checks are (Checks are)
The game is full of clones, you stick out like a red Ferrari
Go fix your problems, swipin' my American Express card (Ching!)
You tell me I'm arrogant, I say that I'm certain (Certain)
I talk to my therapist, it ain't really workin' (Workin')
I can't tell if I'm just crazy or a genius (Lyrxo)
You my weakness, it's becomin' inconvenient (Broken pieces)