Interpret:

Mac Miller

Album:

The Jukebox: Prelude to Class Clown

What up cousin, how are you feelin'?, 
I heard that you been raised high above the ceilin', 
just makin music, I hope you feel it, 
but now i got a couple things that i gota deal with, 
soo what up cousin... 


how you been, homie? 
what it is, homie? 
without you here, your family feel lonly 
but it's all good cousin, we gone carry on 
although it seems so unfair your gone 
people nowadays neva focus on the positives 
cause life nows only good when the guap is big 
they talkin shit, hatin for no reason, 
haters is stupid...baby my flow ,leave'em 
so confused cause they all up bout this dumb shit 
Lisa said she love it and the other shit is rubish 
so ima make my time here worth it, real god for you 
lookin' back like theres nothin I couldn't do 
and theres nothin that i wouldnt do to bring you back 
poetry, heart an soul singin rap, i've been thinkin that i 
found my passion rappin bout the future in an old school fashion 


What up cousin, how are you feelin'?, 
I heard that you been raised high above the ceilin', 
just makin music, I hope you feel it, 
but now i got a couple things that i gota deal with, 
soo what up cousin... 


they say my style aint different, im just like ery body else 
they say my pitches gota change up, but all those people is 
just hatin cause they dont know how to love theyself 
mad when someone bring my name up 
an its unfortunate cause im just here comin from the heart 
shit, i'm just tryna find somethin for the market 
an i aint sayin that i'm from the worst hardships, but 
my life aint no walk in the park, its been a shark pit, 


dark with no harvest, drivin in a car but cant find a place to park it 
i got some people that i really need to talk with, 
that musta been what got this shit started 
theres been some people that i havn't said goodbye to 
but my life gota go on, an it dont mean that we forget 
because we dedicate our lives to, thats why I wrote this fuckin song 


What up cousin, how are you feelin'?, 
I heard that you been raised high above the ceilin', 
just makin music, I hope you feel it, 
but now i got a couple things that i gota deal with, 
soo what up cousin... 


shits real out there, aint nobody playin' round 
I got some bangers an some druggies that i hang around 
erry body does their own thing and you can find me 
on the corner makin money when its snowing, 
i sell a lil weed, get my pockets fat 
but i talk to cats who be movin lots of crack 
it aint the good life, it aint the bad, its just makin the best of what we have 
I'll put the dollars down an move into the lab 
thats how much i want this music shit to last, 
an some days i feel its movin to fast 
schools gone pass, not rememberin a class, 
start to leave, before you know its time to grow up 
focus on the real try not to get ya hopes up 
so far ive had some hard work an a lil luck 
some make it to the money, i aint gone giveit up 


What up cousin, how are you feelin'?, 
I heard that you been raised high above the ceilin', 
just makin music, I hope you feel it, 
but now i got a couple things that i gota deal with, 
soo what up cousin...