Living All Your Dreams

[Hook: Mac Miller] Roll up to your party Smoking all of your weed Fucking all of your bitches Popping all of these beans Taking all of your money Sipping all of this lean Don't be mad at this pimping We just living all of your dreams [Verse 1: Mac Miller] Mine is gold, tell a motherfucker take me further now Everything is purple when you live inside a circus town Blunts by the boxes and it's nothing but that chronic Like it's Dr. Dre in '92, depends what I climb into So astronomical my story come in chronicles Money got a pocket full, my bitch she made the honor roll College hoes, love to swallow whole, tell 'em drop it low Working 'til I die so I can be somewhere tropical Nothing that I wear is cheap, master suite that's where I sleep Girls I like them classy reading books and fuck with Meryl Streep Rappers try but I guarantee that they'll get two of these Bitches know come up to Mac and get your pussy pleased [Hook: Mac Miller](x2) [Verse 2: Mack Maine] I either hustle, hustle like the rent was due yesterday Muscle car got more muscles than a heavyweight I take these bitches breath away resuscitate And the weed I'm smoking strong that's pepper spray That's strong, pussy walls I enter and redecorate All the police ever say is stay behind the yellow tape AK to your nose make them niggas call you letter face Turn you into a vegetable then cut you up like carrot cake It's Mack Maine YMCM, creeping with ya BM Wait we just had a moment, that's that carpe diem Condo look like coliseum, main bitch look like hallelujah She go green she don't eat meat, she recycle to stop pollution She like girls and I like girls menage a trois we don't do twosomes And bet she swallow when I come to a conclusion It's Mack Maine in this mahfucker with champagne in this mahfucker We and Wayne ain't worried about a damn thang in this mahfucker [Hook: Mac Miller](x2) [Verse 3: 2 Chainz] This that classic flow this that type of shit people be asking for Take your shoes off this that special floor Make them kiss my testicles Bounce on this dick like it's a sixty-four [?] like a mistletoe Point missiles at your car door, back door, front door I'm riding a Gallardo I fuck with bitches that'll put you on [?] Pocket full of brick [?], hit you when I get there They ask me if I'm the shit, I had to tell them shit ya When there I ain't sit there what I spent there was your rent fare Mink coat like a pimp wear Take your bitch when I wink at her Kill your ass in a pink sweater Niggas know not to fuck with me Drinking lean with my pinky out like it's a cup of tea [Hook: Mac Miller](x2)