Mac Miller — Die

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1] I wonder, can I make a little money without sellin' my soul? I know you'll never be the shit if you ain't smellin' your own (Smellin' your own) And even God gave the Devil a home Now the evil live in all of us, wherever we go I had plans to be a innovator This flight simulator, flyin' through the Himalayas Sips from a blissful nature There's blood on the hands they've been grippin' paper The man in the mirror always my biggest hater Bullshit for later, Malcolm, need to focus I know you got emotions that are kinda hard to cope with, but You gotta stay strong and always act cordial Shit, I do drugs 'cause they help me feel normal I'm a man of good morals, got millions in the plural Would go to outer space if you informed to where the portal is Knew I was the one, but never got to hear from Morpheus Life get interestin' when you realize how short it is [Chorus] And you don't know, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh But you still try 'Cause you won't know, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Until you die, yeah [Verse 2] Yeah, six thousand dollar Versace shoes I would burn 'em in a second, materials are nothin' But I'm addicted to stuntin' And I grew into a person I'm kinda wishin' I wasn't I'm so happy when I'm drunk though Feelin' so free when I'm high Two packs a day, you could say I upgraded But fuck bein' famous, I just wanna be alive Sometimes I can't sleep, I can't live with myself I don't even know what it is I don't like The hot days and cold nights start to feel repetitive The exorcist tried to take his own life While trippin' on acid, I started to bug 'Cause the things I did to her make it harder to love Before I sunk deep in this yellow submarine Had to realize where I was [Chorus] And you don't know, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh But you still try 'Cause you won't know, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Until you die, yeah [Bridge] Oh, oh (Aight, some shit like that) Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Doh-doh-doh-doh, da-doh-doh Da-da-da-da, da-doh-doh Da-da-doh-doh Doh-doh-doh-doh, da-doh-doh Da-da-da-da, da-doh-doh Da-da-doh-doh [Verse 3] I got this motherfuckin' friend That I kinda get at her friends Have fun on [?] Have fun on the way to Venice I got money on my mind And [?] If you gotta get in front of The front of the race I hardly try to fill the fun and the smile a waste I be the bank, when I'm [?] face I got a buncha motherfucker that lie to my face And everybody at the night, [?] [?]