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Usa A− / A+ para ajustar el tamañoInsomniak (Feat. Rick Ross)
[Mac Miller:]Think for yourself and you'll find outThat a lot of those so-called authorities are bullshitYeah, ayy, Jerm, JermYeah, ahh! Ahh!Ah, I'm the muh'fuckin' greatest, y'all don't know that yetI don't need your money, you can hold that checkAt the crib in some Polo sweatsI don't need a ho, that's what the hoes don't get, whoa (Woo)I'm on my worst behavior (Woo)Bad side piece with the pertinent flavor (Woo)Muh'fuckers never loved usComin' for your money, muh'fucker don't trust us (Nah)Uh, you ain't shitBought a brand new crib, yeah, I move that brick (Okay)I don't want nothin' with your doo-doo clique (Okay)Treat her like a dog how I do that bitch, uhDone doin' promo (Promo)And it's still motherfuckin' Most Dope (Most Dope)Made a couple million off a brandMuh'fucker, we ain't even got a logo, uhBitch, you better have my money (Must be feelin' myself)I don't see anybody but me (Plan on killin' myself)Keepin' shit too real (Keepin' shit too real)See a muh'fucker like me gettin' money (How does it feel?)Already been but I'm back for moreInsomniac, I don't know what I got a mattress forInsomniac, I don't know what I got a mattress forDon't sleep!I'm an insomniac, a muh'fuckin' insomniac(Look bitch, don't try and speak around me)I'm an insomniac, a muh'fuckin' insomniac(Bitch I don't speak French, look bitchdon't try and speak around me)I'm an insomniac, a muh'fuckin' insomniac (Oh, hello Q)Yeah, yeah, said, saidI'm a maniac, crazy, act insaneThink I might need a cage in factChain reactions happen when I make a pactA psycho, God made me that'Cause I fade to black, I gets down like a plane attackYou muh'fuckers just made me laughHa ha, God damnit, this ain't a drill, do not panicLet me see how loud you scream (Argh!)I'm off the map, muh'fuckers start lookin'But they're never gonna see where I beShe only speak FrenchSaid "Bitch look, don't try and speak around me"And I don't sleep at allIf you on that bullshit, I ain't gonna be involvedShit, shit, shitI could make a million puttin' my lyrics on a tee (Whoa)Fearless, Jet Li, fourth quarter, GretzkyTake your bitch, Joe Pesci, don't test meDon't flex if you ain't got shit on meAnd, you ain't got shit on me, come get it(Come get it, come, come get it, come, come)Jar full of fresh white snow, bag full of unleadedI don't get enough credit (Get enough credit, whoa)Don't sleep![Rick Ross:]They done fucked up, huh?The biggest bezzle, huh?The don, Ricky Farrakhan, huh?M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach MusicMy weed burnin', my chain glitterHe's self made, Mac Miller my real niggaFuck who don't like it, bitch, come see meFuck who don't like it, hitta, hitta, hittaG-G-G-Gettin' money so complicatedI'm the shit, I'm constipatedYo baby mama, straight G, let me use the cribto mail all the weedCalifornia, Atlanta, white girl in a black PhantomMy top down, mid-December, ride with a big black fat niggaKrispy Kreme then it's chicken wingsintroduce, different thingsJet skis and the best weed, think it's fake? Bitch, test meI'm jet-lagged, don't need a stylist, pants sag, Jimmy FallonBlowin' green in the green room, Def Jam like"Boss really wildin'"Yeah, they hate but won't box a niggaBought the estate from a boxer niggaParanoid, I'm walkin' 'roundI'm butt naked with my chopper, nigga (Huh)My chopper, nigga (Huh)Hahahahaha! I'm butt naked with my chopper, nigga[Mac Miller:]Said I'm an insomniac, a muh'fuckin' insomniac(Look bitch, don't try and speak around me)I'm an insomniac, a muh'fuckin' insomniac(Bitch I don't speak French, look bitchdon't try and speak around me)I'm an insomniac, a muh'fuckin' insomniacI'm an insomniac, a muh'fuckin' insomniac
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