Stop Complainin’ Mac Miller

[Intro]
Yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
To be honest lately I ain't been workin' (Yeah)
I've been layin' 'round like your everyday person (Yep)
Homie, I've been chillin' (Chillin')
Tryin' stay grounded (Grounded)
Made too much money, ain't even got the time to count it (No prob)
Yeah, and I ain't here to cry about my problems
I ain't here to act like I don't got options (No)

[Chorus]
Is life really that bad?
Is life really that bad?
Is your life really that bad? (Woo)
(Stop complainin')
Is your life really that bad? (Woo)
(Yeah, every day we survive, mane)
Is your life really that bad? (Hell no)
(Keep waitin', but they'll never stop hatin' on ya)
Yeah, if it is, lemme know (Yeah)
Gotta get up off your ass, everybody gotta go

[Verse 1]
Yeah, the infinite bullshit, it doesn't end (No)
I'm amongst my friends, swagger on a hundred-ten (Woo)
It's feelin' like, fallin' in love again
I made that money, money—musta learned somethin' then (Well)
Not really, no—I don't give a fuck again
Bottom of the ninth inning, bring the closer from the pen (Shut it down)
Pittsburgh soldier, see, the war's never over
Wake 'em up like Folgers, thought I motherfuckin' told ya
I'm the faces on the poster in your sister's room
While she doin' homework, probably sniffin' glue
Reason that she missin' school
Parents disapprove of the lyrical content (Shit)
Wish I focused I more on the issues, less material objects (Goddamn)
My spiritual conscious is delirious often
Went from always livin' life to disappeared in a coffin
I'm a vampire, zombie child
All the walls fallin' down
Didn't pay attention to me? You don't have an option now
Karma brought the commas round
Line 'em up and knock 'em down
Bitch, I've been the hottest out
I became a monster
Now I whistle they shoot missiles that could bring a helicopter down
In way over my head, I'm tryin' not to drown (Help)
Married to the game but made her cop the gown
Put it on, she dropped it down
Fucked her shit up doggy style (Yeah)
I let it go though, that's a lot for now
Okay