rick ross - insomniak lyrics
[intro: sample]
think for yourself and you’ll find out that a lot of those
so-called authorities are bullsh-t
[verse 1: mac miller]
i’m the mothaf-ckin’ greatest, y’all don’t know that yet
i don’t need your money, you can hold that check
at the crib in some polo sweats
i don’t need a ho, that’s what the hoes don’t get
i’m on my worst behavior
bad side piece with the perfect flavor
mothaf-ckas never loved us
comin’ for your money, mothaf-cka, don’t trust us
you ain’t sh-t
bought a brand new crib, yeah, i move that brick
i don’t want nothin’ with your doo-doo clique
treat her like a dog, how i do that b-tch
done doin’ promo
and it’s still mothaf-ckin’ most dope
made a couple million off a brand, mothaf-cka
we ain’t even got a logo
b-tch, you better have my money
(i stay feelin’ myself)
i don’t see anybody but me
(man i’m k!llin’ myself)
and this sh-t too real
see a mothaf-cka like me gettin’ money
how does it feel?
already been, but i’m back for more
insomniac, i don’t know what i got a mattress for
insomniac, i don’t know what i got a mattress for
don’t sleep!
[hook: mac miller]
i’m an insomniac, a mothaf-ckin’ insomniac
(don’t try to sneak around me)
i’m an insomniac, a mothaf-ckin’ insomniac
(so don’t try, don’t try to sneak around me)
i’m an insomniac, a mothaf-ckin’ insomniac
i’m an insomniac, a mothaf-ckin’ insomniac
(oh, h-llo q)
[verse 2: mac miller]
yeah, yeah, said, said i’m a maniac, craziac, same thing
might need a cave in fact
chain reactions happen when i make a pact
a psycho, god made me that
cause i fade to black and gets down like a plane attack
you mothaf-ckas just made me laugh
ha ha, god d-mnit, safety drill, do not panic
let me see how loud you scream (ahhh!)
i’m off the map, mothaf-ckas start lookin’
but they’re never gonna see where i be
she only speak french
said “b-tch look, don’t try and speak around me”
i don’t sleep at all
if you with that bullsh-t, i don’t wanna be involved, sh-t
i could make a million puttin’ my lyrics on a tee
fearless, jet li, fourth quarter, gretzky
take your b-tch, joe pesci, don’t test me
don’t flex if you don’t got sh-t on me
and you ain’t got sh-t on me, come get it
(come get it, come, come get it, come)
drawer full of fresh whites
snow bag full of unleaded
i don’t get enough credit
don’t sleep!
[interlude: rick ross]
(m-m-m-m-m-m)
they’ve done f-cked up, han?
the biggest bezzle, han?
the don, ricky farrakhan
(m-m-m-m-m-m-maybach music)
[verse 3: rick ross]
my weed burnin’, my chain glitter
he’s self made, mac miller my real n-gga
f-ck who don’t like, b-tch come see me
f-ck who don’t like, hitta, hitta, hitta
gettin’ money so complicated
i’m the sh-t, i’m constipated
yo baby momma, straight g
let me use the crib to mail all the weed
california, atlanta
white girl in the black phantom
my top down, mid-december
ride with a big black fat n-gga
krispy kreme, then it’s chicken wings
introduce you, different things
jet skis and the best weed
think it’s fake? b-tch test me
i’m jetlagged, don’t need a stylist
pants sag, jimmy fallon
blowin’ green in the green room
def jam like baous really wildin’
yeah they hate but won’t box a n-gga
bought the estate from a boxin’ n-gga
paranoid, i’m walkin’ ’round
i’m b-tt naked with my chopper, n-gga
hahahahaha
i’m b-tt naked with my chopper, n-gga
[hook: mac miller]
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