Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ayye, artist - Mac Miller. Album song K.I.D.S., in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.08.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rostrum
Song language: English
Ayye |
Hey, hahaha |
I’m all grownsed up, man |
Yeah, ha |
Alright, look, hey |
I’m so drunk, it’s a bad idea to talk |
'Cause I ain’t makin' any sense, I’m just here to rock |
Not sleepin', all grown up |
Now the places that we go, they know us |
Tell me, «Mac, it’s so good to see you blow up» |
'Cause now I be with cheese like cold cuts |
And I ain’t dealin' with a ho got no butt |
Gotta do more than chillin', just show up |
I’m just out my mind |
Stay dealin' with some girls who be out all the time |
And the higher that I get on this mountain I climb |
To the clouds, I’ma rise over balcony, shine |
From the light of the sun, tonight’ll be fun |
'Cause the night is still young and the rhyme to the drum |
Is flowin', an island |
See the ocean when I’m chillin', got me smilin', like |
«Ayy», tonight will be great |
Walkin' through the door with a smile on my face |
Like hate me or love me |
Chase dreams, ain’t worried 'bout money |
I’ma get it then spend it, the way it’s gon' be |
And you ain’t know me if you ain’t part of the team |
If you ain’t part of the team |
You ain’t know me if you ain’t part of the team, like |
Ayy-ayy, hey, hey, hey, hey (Hey, hey) |
Hey, hey (Hey, hey, hey, hey) |
Ayy, tonight will be great (Ayy-ayy, hey, hey, hey, hey) |
Walkin' through the door with a smile on my face |
Like hate me or love me (Hey, hey) |
Chase dreams, ain’t worried 'bout money (Hey, hey) |
Too many people always thought I wouldn’t ever do shit |
I’m ruinin' my life and I’ll never get rich |
Forever I’m this, never goin' back |
Don’t fade to black, I’ma stain the map |
Yeah, I’m changin' rap and my name is Mac |
Trust me, then I’m ready when the cameras flash |
'Cause the boy got presents like Santa’s bag |
Travel everywhere, homie, Alabama and back |
My fans in the back in the stand and they clap |
Give me love all day so I’m handin' it back |
They believe, so they family |
I’m ready right now, kinda antsy |
And I don’t got nothin' like a plan B |
Just go and cop a crib in Miami |
Get a Grammy and a Oscar |
'Cause mother always said, «Act proper,"hey |
Ayy-ayy, hey, hey, hey, hey (Hey, hey, hey, hey) |
Hey, hey (Hey, hey, hey, hey) |
Ayy, tonight will be great (Ayy-ayy, hey, hey, hey, hey) |
Walkin' through the door with a smile on my face |
Like hate me or love me (Hey, hey) |
Chase dreams, ain’t worried 'bout money |