Lyrics A-List - Eazy Mac, Cal Scruby

A-List

Too much coco, my nono started disintegrating
My mama told me I gotta stop while innovating
Now all the money raining is making it complicated
For me to participate in any rehabilitating
I mean, I been headed down a dark road
I think everyone a narco
Met a bitch, asked to suck my dick at the art show
She say «hard no», then we split, I stay heartbroke
All the damage I can’t undo
No, okay, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
1, 2, microphone check, 1, 2
In a rubber only time I don’t wanna come through
To the parties in the back
Powder on my nose, what is that
I don’t know, what’s going on (yeah)
I just feel like talking fast
Everybody wanna be the greatest
Everybody wanna be impressed
Everybody tryna get famous
Everybody kinda is depressed
Everybody wanna be on A List
Everybody want press
Who is this, who is that, who are you, who is Mac
Who am I, I don’t know, I’m the best
I’m not A List
I’m not even on a list
I’m not even on playlists
My friends popped off, now they acting all famous
Like they don’t even know what my name is
So I came back like Jordan with the four fifth
Knocking down the door they hit the floor quick
Oh shit, oh shit, time for you to forfeit
You should know now I’m not one to go to war with
Oh, congrats on that core bred endorsement
From the people making fortunes off misfortunes
With pitchforks and torches, big plates and portions
Six courses, I highly recommend the swordfish
Took a 10, took another 10, while my still in bed
I don’t think I got the full effect, I’m don’t feel it yet
Nope wait, there it is, pair it with a cigarette
Still in debt, getting blacked out like a silhouette
If you don’t get the picture need to focus
Who the wicked witch, I need the potion
Hocus pocus, syrup osmosis
Too much of the coke, now I’m literally the wokest
I’m this close to a clinical diagnosis
Side note minus side effects psychosis
Sign a major deal and you might notice
That I was better off at my brokest, goddamn