[Intro: Mac Miller & Young Scolla]
Uh
(Yeah) Now I go by the name (Uh-huh)
Mac Miller (Mac Miller; Young)
East End Empire (East End Empire)
You got your boy Young Scolla in the buildin', haha
Don't touch my weed, yo
Not at all
[Verse 1: Mac Miller & Young Scolla]
Come fly with me, chase the stars
Life's just a game, play ya cards
I got bars, and I wanted y'all to know that
Most cats so wack, I just tell 'em, "Don't rap"
My mind is free, ridin' beats
Late as fuck right now, probably time to sleep
Ha, well, that's just time to grind for me
Got my pen and the beat, need to find a sheet to write on
I be up 'til the night's gone
Sun's up, yo, who the fuck turned the lights on?
Guns aimed in the beat with the sights on
Cocked back, smile, start shootin' like a Nikon
Strength of a python, cunnin' of a fox
Jumpin' out the box, hеar me comin' down the block
I'm actually writin' this runnin' from the cops
Thеy thinkin' it's a weapon, I'ma end up gettin' shot, like "Blaow"
How you like me now?
White, wild child and I'm nice with style
I'm too hot, someone need to ice me down
Drop bars guaranteed to excite the crowd, like "Woah"
Make some noise, get louder than a baby when he break his toy
And hatin' motherfuckers need to save your voice
Can't beat me, join me, make your choice (Uh), ha (Yeah)
[Chorus: Young Scolla]
It feels good (Yeah)
It feels good (One time for a grind, mine's this; Yeah)
It feels good (Yeah)
It feels good (Yes, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It feels good (Uh), oh (Yeah, haha)
[Verse 2: Young Scolla]
If you don't know I (I), then come and take a blind date (Uh-huh)
With a guy that got a cool killer mind state (Haha)
You know, smooth criminal dude, Mike Jack
Fly cats step into my flight path
You might ask where I'm over to (Where's that?)
Where the stars, where the Jedi force move (Haha)
Mess with I and get lucky, it's horseshoes (Uh)
Lightin' your life like [?] to a [?]
The fast life like I'm in the Porsche moves (Zoom)
The high-speed race, chasin' the fortune (Yeah)
[?] thank God I'm awesome
The same dude who leave 'em awestruck when he talk to 'em, ha
I give 'em the real, no movie footage
I'm truly spittin' lyrics that's vivid, it's [?] linen
So instead of dealin' with money problems and groupie women (Yeah)
I just chill, blow a L, say I'm truly feelin' good, good (Good)
I'm truly feelin' good, good (Good)
I said I'm truly feelin' good, good (Good)
I'm truly feelin' good, good (Good)
I'm truly feelin'
[Outro: Young Scolla]
Good, good
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da
Oh, oh, oh
