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Class Acts Lyrics - Artist : Colicchie
[Colicchie:]
Hold up now what the fuck is you telling me? Five retail thefts and I almost caught a felony Hedonistic writtens rather fine and so heavenly It's in between my two ears so clear its where the Devil breathes Sensor regret correct steps and I'll never forget A pen, thoughts, a notebook, now my chemistry set We claim to be ourselves, no identity theft And if everyone's the realest, what percentage is left? My life is getting busy call me Mr. on the go I'm kicking vicious predictions and picking different roads Keep the Mrs on her toes with kisses under mistletoes We fighting wreck inside until officially the whistle blows A thousand ain't enough for me of course I need more The direction I was headed has ended I took a detour I couldn't run that play I had to call an audible My novel correlates to my chronicles now I'm plausible From my block to your block, to saying I'm a sure thing Once again she's out my life I'm watching as the door swings Oh well I guess I'll take it as it comes Ex heaven to smoking choking until I got some vacant lungs No opinion here I'm giving you brass facts The marijuanas prevalent having a last laugh Imma give it to you straight pure crack and thats that Me and Mac rap on tracks consider it some class acts [Mac Miller:] Hey If you don't know me homie thats great Cause I be travelin in and outta state Trynna make a little bit of green paper Following my dream yea this life gets better But it ain't all what it seems They say "Mac is a dollar gonna kill ya" Trynna get the gold when they died I get the silver And if you don't know me you oughta be familiar The name Mac Miller from the home of the Steelers With these weaves homie you should Cecilia You don't know Pete Rock, you don't know Dilla You don't know L, you don't know music You don't really love this you kinda just use it Trynna make a buck so you can get a car Fuck a Saturn, you wanna be a star Fuck Wendy's you want a Bentley But everything here ain't so friendly (ha ha) [Colicchie:] From my block to your block, to saying I'm a sure thing Once again she's out my life I'm watching as the door swings Oh well I guess I'll take it as it comes Ex heaven smoking choking until I got some vacant lungs No opinion here I'm giving you brass facts The marijuanas prevalent having a last laugh Imma give it to you straight pure crack and thats that Me and Mac rap on tracks consider it some class acts Ladies and gentlemen, children of all ages I've paid heavy wages through prayer I called a savior Lets discuss resentments OK I've had a few Once again a straightjacket inside of a padded room But she's ridiculous but dick lick and clit she's gone dyke I tried breaking the law but I can't even do wrong right What you know about hard days and long nights I stay posted up I never left the job site And yea your styles cool but obsolete like Morse code I scratch my head I'm standing at the fork in the road Now I can go left or right so I guess I'm ambidextrous I swear I'm supposed to be here man second check the guest list And check the method, reckless I'm impressive and respected I've reflected and recollected all my weapons of deflection Take the game to new heights, take a gamble with two dice This dude's nice, I bruise mics while giving you true life From my block to your block, to saying I'm a sure thing Once again she's out my life I'm watching as the door swings Oh well I guess I'll take it as it comes Ex heaven smoking choking until I got some vacant lungs No opinion here I'm giving you brass facts The marijuanas prevalent having a last laugh Imma give it to you straight pure crack and thats that Me and Mac rap on tracks consider it some class acts |
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