mac miller – flight of the nightcrawler lyrics
[intro]
yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
ladies and gentlemen, woo
yeah, it’s eight o’clock in the morn+
[verse]
it’s eight o’clock in the morning
still up recording in the studio i built inside my house, i am an orphan
there is no father to my style
i grew up a delinquent, head is screwed up that i think with moonwalking on the cloud
(?)
said the d+ck is like a hobby for her mouth, and we’re just k!lling time
i can feel your energy, i hope you’re feeling mine
i’m the motherf+cker that you call cause i can get you high
feel the vibes, we don’t need no wheels to ride
dancing on her sliver line
i ain’t going nowhere like the people holding picket signs
in it for the long haul, i always been an oddball
the world is just my console walking backwards to the finish line
you f+cking with a champion
show me to the money please, motherf+cking ransom
now witnessing a motherf+cking icon
the days are shorter, but the night long
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