Mac Miller — Winner

[Intro: Mac Miller] TreeJay, this marijuana is so potent Haha We gon' start this one off a little... little differently, alright? Slow it down, chill out [Verse 1: Mac Miller] And when it's night time with the shine of the city lights Same day, different mic, what you livin' like? Travel around the country, always at the airport, different flights It's anything but the simple life I break the law, fuck a magistrate And I laugh at hate Revenge a dish served cold, y'all can grab a plate Gravitate towards the money and the fame But it ain't all what it seem, boy, it's just another game No Wii, Xbox, or PS3 Just good weed and some Henny, you can leave me be Maybe find me in the west coast like Eazy-E They in a coma, been asleep for weeks, but now they wakin' up They notice that the youngin got skill Yeah, I'm white, but you can't put a color on ill I got my own thing goin' for me Sip lean, so they move in slow motion for me Just a juvenile but these vets is movin' over for me Cold glass of Henny, so they go and grab a coaster for me Yeah, life a fuckin' roller coaster, homie What's my name? Bitch, you was supposed to know me, haha [Chorus: Young Scolla] Spare me all that bullshit, mane, leave it to the lames I'm just tryin' to make it in the game I've been through it all (All), still gon' end up winnin' (Winnin') That's just what I saw (Saw), right from the beginnin' And it ain't gon' change I was built to be a winner I was built to be a winner [Verse 2: Mac Miller] Hey, hey It's just me and my team, that's all that matters, yeah Live my life right and just be happy here Ain't no white light, bitch, I got my whole life ahead of me Architect my life but you can't design my destiny All the family that I lost, rest in peace Wish you was here to see me catch my dream I've chased my shadow, now I'm on another level At the playground playin' freeze tag with the devil I ain't gonna sell my soul though This music worth more than hoes, boats, and polo, haha No college, but bet I win the Rose Bowl The way I smoke got my moms goin' loco Live on my own now, payin' rent and shit When life stress gets thick, you need some sedatives A little weed and a little bit of liquor, uh Make me forget about this bullshit I'm into [Chorus: Young Scolla] Spare me all that bullshit, mane, leave it to the lames I'm just tryin' to make it in the game I've been through it all (All), still gon' end up winnin' (Winnin') That's just what I saw (Saw), right from the beginnin' And it ain't gon' change I was built to be a winner I was built to be a winner