Mac Miller - The Question Lyrics
Sometimes I wonder who the f-ck I amWonder who the f-ck I amUhh, Yeah, want you to feel itMy voice probably sounds mad raspy right nowI want you all to feel itSo step up on the mic and uhhShow them what you got tiger[Verse 1: Mac Miller]Sometimes I wonder who the f-ck I amSo I’ve been lookin’ in the mirror and it still don’t make no senseI’m askin’ what am I supposed to do?I’ve done so much in my short lifetime, but I haven’t done shitI done flew around the whole worldFirst I shook a million hands and I took a million picturesBut I’m a hostage in my own worldAnd my thoughts my own enemy, got no time for these *****esI got too much on my damn mindSo if I add some more stress, I just don’t see how I’ma copeI think they underestimate the grindI do, bring this doe, and I’m only 20 years oldI wonder why I sip this devil juiceCause it feel incredible, problems, I got severalThank God that none of that medicalUgh, I’ve been blessed with much to be expected[Hook]What am I doing hereI wonder what am I doing hereWhat am I doing hereWhat am I doing here[Verse 2: Mac Miller]I hope this feelin’ lasts for *****in’ everI don’t want to come back down, let me stay above the groundI hope I do what I was meant to doCause I’ve been searching for that answer, I just hope I get it nowPlease, let me find euphoriaWhen you up above the clouds, like, who gonna touch me nowAnd do we ever get to know the truthCause everyone seems to have it, but to me it seems they lack itNow I’m rolling and I’m sipping leanSometimes I catch a buzz just to help me picture loveDrinking liquor and I’m smoking weedAnd you don’t ever do too much if you could never do enoughWonder why I scream and stare at youI’ll be there to rescue you, problems you got severalThank God that none of that medicalUgh, I’ve been blessed with much to be expected[Hook]What am I doing hereI wonder what am I doing hereWhat am I doing hereWhat am I doing here[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]Sittin’ in my Bentley, thinkin’ bout these hoesAll I do is kill them, I kill them like NicoleSimpson, flag crimson, smoke them like WinstonsI just bought a new chopper, I treat it like an infantI’m lightin’ up a stogie, It’s longer than a hoagieSituation’s gettin’ fishy and I don’t eat anchoviesF-ck the world, Kill them all, she answer when I callIf the cops pull us over, she gon’ hide it in her drawersSee I come from a place where stars never shineAnd drama is accepted, credit cards are declinedEverybody gotta die, but I ain’t everybodyIf that ho play with me, I whoop that chick like Terrence HowardI’m a pimp, I ain’t lyin’, but that is not importantI’m just tryna to buy time, but can’t really afford itSaying ain’t that a *****, but I hope that ***** is badI feel like money in the trash like[Hook]What am I doing hereI wonder what am I doing hereWhat am I doing hereWhat am I doing here
