Mac Miller
PA Nights lyrics
- Language
- English
- Level
- Intermediate
- Released
- 2011
- Genre
- Pop
- Length
- 3:05
Hey, ten thousand dollar hands, million-dollar plan
My fam's still the only people that really know me for who I am
Damn, got me askin' when I got this fly
The type to change because of fame, I'm just not that guy
Still sippin' on my 40 when the cops drove by
When I go, gotta tell my girl to stop, don't cry
See, I-I-I been buyin' these diamonds
All designer clothes and a Benz just to drive in
Autograph signin' must've got to my head
Fuck that, I've been the same lil' mo'fucker
Always down to share my shit, melody with snare kick
So I don't give a fuck about some lames I rode the ferry with
My larynx is imperative to live, music's what I need, boy
Destroy all of these fake me's, they decoys
Everywhere I go, these companies give me free toys
These random strangers just treatin' me like we boys
Ayo, Pennsylvania nights (nights), 9:30 flights (flights)
Thinking to myself, where does all this go? (Go)
No time to care (care), got more I can share (share)
By now, this life is all I know
So this is all I know (know), this is all I know (know)
Taught myself to walk, then got up and took flight (took flight)
Hey, bullshit's always gonna be bullshit (bullshit)
So make a toast to a good life (good life)
Hey, hey, ten thousand dollar hands, billion-dollar plan
Listenin' to jams while I'm sittin' in my van
This is who I am, wrote these lyrics on my DNA code
Happy as hell, MDMA, yo
Fuck a job, there ain't no one that I call my boss
We just tryna work so we can blow up like a Molotov
And it kinda wake me up like a coffee shop
Thinkin' 'bout my people who was murdered in the Holocaust
Got me thankful just for life by itself
And there's way more people here I should be tryna help
Am I wrong for spendin' money how I do? (Prolly yes)
It's just funny old people see the logo on my chest
You got ya thumb held high? We can be friends
Other people pretend we hang out on the weekends
These fuckers lil' bit creepy, so we just leave them
Say, "Get some rest," when I die, I'ma sleep in
Ayo, Pennsylvania nights (nights), 9:30 flights (flights)
Thinking to myself, where does all this go? (Go)
No time to care (care), got more I can share (share)
By now, this life is all I know
So this is all I know (know), this is all I know (know)
Taught myself to walk, then got up and took flight (took flight)
Hey, bullshit's always gonna be bullshit (bullshit)
So make a toast to a good life (good life)
Ayo, Pennsylvania nights (nights), 9:30 flights (flights)
Thinking to myself, where does all this go? (Go)
No time to care (care), got more I can share (share)
By now, this life is all I know
So this is all I know (know), this is all I know (know)
Taught myself to walk, then got up and took flight (took flight)
Hey, bullshit's always gonna be bullshit (bullshit)
So make a toast to a good life (good life)
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Key vocabulary
- random
- chosen without planB2
- van
- small delivery vehicleB2
- toys
- children's playthingsA2
- million-dollar
- worth millions
- imperative
- giving a command
- music's
- belonging to musicA1
- coffee
- hot drink from beansA1
- bout
- a fight; a periodC2
- fake
- not realB2
- fam's
- friends (slang)
About this song
Mac Miller was an American rapper and singer from Pittsburgh whose genre-spanning hip-hop combined party-starting beginnings with introspective, often jazzy and philosophical songwriting. He first broke through with the mainstream success of Blue Slide Park and later became a self-produced auteur credited under the name Larry Fisherman, known for candid material that culminated in his final album Swimming.