Album Cover The High Life

The High Life

Mac Miller

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Ayo I'm livin' the high life

Fly clothes, good liquor, good weed

Fine hoes all the things I'mma need

We make these ladies pants wet when we grab the mic

And we gonna have 'em like

La La La La, La La La La La

Sit back relax and move slow

Cause we on cruise control

Wizzle man, the fans: can't keep them off me

Always reppin' for my city even though I don't see it often

Yeah, as a youngin' learn it's best to keep from talkin'

I only say I'm the best cause that's what the people call me

And I'mma keep shinin' til the day the Reaper call me

A lot of shit on my chest so I suggest you keep from round me

Tryna slander my name but when you sit think about it

It's hard to show off your aim when niggas yet to see the target

He's talkin' that mess cause he's garbage

My trees rolled, beauty because the weed is foreign

And my homie bought a yacht so we on it and drinks are pourin'

Hoes admire my clothes cause I got Louis features on 'em

Life just like a movie plus the special features bonus

With bad bitches and good weed to keep us coughin'

Hard as a bed of nails you a beast for sleeping on 'em

Ayo I'm livin' the high life

Fly clothes, good liquor, good weed

Fine hoes all the things I'mma need

We make these ladies pants wet when we grab the mic

And we gonna have 'em like

La La La La, La La La La La

Sit back relax and move slow

Cause we on cruise control

I got these motherfuckers hatin' on the way the boy live

Angry at the way they ladies always say that I'm the shit

People stay up on my dick, I ain't worried bout them

I'm to focused on the money, I ain't worried bout friends

They say the youngin' dream like a king

I'm Muhammad Ali in the ring, Christmas Eve in the spring

Way above the bar, but I ain't 21

Wizzle cuttin' up cause I stay puffin' blunts

And when the money come, I'mma give it back

Got a driver who addresses me as Mr. Mac

Dealing with these diva hoes, they so demanding

Mac a young superstar, Dakota Fanning

And you know I'm planning for the world to be mine

No blind dates, but I'm hittin' girls from behind

The type of shine stay turnin' 'em blind

Just cruisin', smokin' purp, and recline

Ayo I'm livin' the high life

Fly clothes, good liquor, good weed

Fine hoes all the things I'mma need

We make these ladies pants wet when we grab the mic

And we gonna have 'em like

La La La La, La La La La La

Sit back relax and move slow

Cause we on cruise control