Mac Miller - Piffsburgh lyrics

I wanna get blunted, my brother!

Tic-toc mother fuckers!

Greetings!

I wanna get blunted my brother!

I hope your high if your listenin to this shit

I wanna get blunted, my brother!

Chorus:

Some days I’ve be feeling like I am the shit

"Wearin' clothes right out the package lookin how nice they fit"

And I swear I’mma be the fuckin dopest

As long as I could stay up on my grind,

Imma always know where my home is,

I've got a Piffsburgh state of mind!

Hey yo I’m comin' a , comin' a, comin' a, comin' a around again,

Runnin' a, runnin' a around again Me and a thousand of my friends,

Getting lifted,days are confusing,

Controlling this stick shift,

I've been working hard baby,

Be feelin' like its my six shift.

Dealing with different situations

Getting a bit of congratulations,

Sick with the rhymes, splitting your minds,

Feeling the good vibrations!

Excitement,see these different places I’m invited

While you writing.

its in the people’s ears they calling you Tyson.

The nicest you've seen in awhile ,

Believe it, the people the reason I'm out

They’re throwin' me love, and open me up

That’s what I see and i give them with smiles

Showty be letting me into her house,

Picking her up and kicking her down they passin me weed

relaxin with me they heard that the kid was a the chillest around

Somewhere in Piffsburgh,

Kickin it back and watching the Steelers!

Put your reggie bush away

We got some real herb

show me your weed yo

I don’t feel hurt, cause I’m just on to the next,

Don’t get your feelings hurt

Chorus:

Some days I’ve be feeling like I am the shit

"Wearin' clothes right out the package lookin how nice they fit"

And I swear I’mma be the fuckin dopest

As long as I could stay up on my grind,

Imma always know where my home is,

I've got a Piffsburgh state of mind!

Hey, a different city every day,

The same younging though

Hoes from the bungalows,

Who wanna drop and touch their toes?

Looking for some money,

We ain’t gonna give her nothing,

No, it’s big pimpin over here,

Where the fuck you go?

I’ll be fooling around,

Chilling and passing the doobie around.

Were out on the road about to be blowed

Everyone know I’m a fountain with flow

I countin my dough,

Making this money you out with your hoe

Getting a couple of thousand a shows,

So you’re still dope and act like you know!

Never done heard of a rapper before

Rappers so rappin they’re clappin' like oh!

Then they mac on the road, they jumpin with joyce em tappin they toes

Told you that no one can split it like I,

I’m getting money you sitin aside

And never they’re sick of my rhyme,need to be gettin this weed we gettin high

Maybe I’mma slow it down,

This shit blowing your mind!

I got the dopest sound

You better start, rolling up the most dope around

I’m so high!

Not even close to down!

Chorus:

Some days I’ve be feeling like I am the shit

"Wearin' clothes right out the package lookin how nice they fit"

And I swear I’mma be the fuckin dopest

As long as I could stay up on my grind,

Imma always know where my home is,

I've got a Piffsburgh state of mind!

Thanks to Drizzy Dre for correcting these lyrics

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Correcting these lyrics

Thanks to LilFish for correcting these lyrics