Return of the Mac 2
Build it up to watch it crumble man its whack
Used to run the streets like Usain ran track
Got me battling these feelings like I'm standing on smack
But now its fuck that its time to bring the Mac back
Sunny days and palm trees good weed and Hennessy
Livin' to the max man I love this type of energy
She brought a friend with her so, now I'm laying centrally
Got everything you need baby girl I got the recipe
Ridin' down Collins no shirt no ceiling
Getting head goin' triple digits man what a feeling
When the story gets told ima always be the villain
Like a 9-11 plane bitch I'm back up in the building
Cause you lied to me
(Even though you knew I'd die for you)
Damn, Like that, Fuck it, GO! GO! GO! It's the Re-
(Yeah!)
(I'm back!)
(Lets Go!)
Livin' got me loving life as I look within
Waves crashing got the battles sounding like a win
Not a care in the world earned every minute of it
Talkin' reckless to my bitch cause I know her kitty love it
Got her wetter than Laguna Beach during high tide
Thousand dollar shades to block the sun out my eyes
Good vibes on me got'em flowing like the ocean
All the sh*t I've been through worth it
Realest words I've ever spoken
I be goin' harder than some nipples at the north pole
Now I got'em turnt like the team made a soccer goal
Watch me keep it lit like a hookah with a hot coal
Stop hatin' me for free, let me put you on the payroll.
Used to run the streets like Usain ran track
Got me battling these feelings like I'm standing on smack
But now its fuck that its time to bring the Mac back
Sunny days and palm trees good weed and Hennessy
Livin' to the max man I love this type of energy
She brought a friend with her so, now I'm laying centrally
Got everything you need baby girl I got the recipe
Ridin' down Collins no shirt no ceiling
Getting head goin' triple digits man what a feeling
When the story gets told ima always be the villain
Like a 9-11 plane bitch I'm back up in the building
Cause you lied to me
(Even though you knew I'd die for you)
Damn, Like that, Fuck it, GO! GO! GO! It's the Re-
(Yeah!)
(I'm back!)
(Lets Go!)
Livin' got me loving life as I look within
Waves crashing got the battles sounding like a win
Not a care in the world earned every minute of it
Talkin' reckless to my bitch cause I know her kitty love it
Got her wetter than Laguna Beach during high tide
Thousand dollar shades to block the sun out my eyes
Good vibes on me got'em flowing like the ocean
All the sh*t I've been through worth it
Realest words I've ever spoken
I be goin' harder than some nipples at the north pole
Now I got'em turnt like the team made a soccer goal
Watch me keep it lit like a hookah with a hot coal
Stop hatin' me for free, let me put you on the payroll.
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Steward
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