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Mac Miller People

I know people that try, people that don't People that fly to the air, just flow, like snow. I know people that choke People that's rich, know people

know people that try, people that don?t People that fly through the air, just float, like smoke I know people (unknown) Know people that?s rich, know people

, the proof is in the pudding Little boy in the hood, way before Cuba Gooding I flip scripts with the mad pa-style, freeze, music please I dribble rhymes like Basketball-ems, people

, and dont even know the boys I know the ploy, washed up rappers wanna attack people Run up to the car, pull out the mac lethal Man that's a problem with the black people

in havana and come back with the yay Front all my niggas nothin' left but qb's, Sit back like a fat cat and count nothin' but g's The first mill that

known to make the b-clip Need cash so I'm tryin' to move some trees fast Tell you where to meet at Ask you where the cheese at People 'round the city

that shit you wrote isnt set to carry a crowd Im legendary anywhere that im out Im sharing this pound With my people like a how high sequel Told my people

control (Mac Miller) ("ayo good lookin wiz) uhh I got these mother fuckers hatin on the way boy live, the reactin way they ladies always that im the shit people

feet, and Im never in the car with only 2 seats I got a whip full of people all fresh call em 10 deep.. motherf***** we the future like next week. Young people