Letra de Matches - Mac Miller

(Feat. Ab-Soul)

Soul!

Ever since a nigga had recess

Mothafucka felt like a grown-up (Soulo)

Momma come and bitch about a curfew

I was still playin' 'round the corner

Seven years old, saw my first porno

Damn, that fucked me up

At ten, I bust my first nut on this older ho gut, but so what?

Let's recap, the Earth spinnin' too rapid

I'm livin' too fast, sinning's a habit

I can't hack, fornicate, act this rabid

One bean short of an acid tablet

The security guard sparks my cigarette

The old head go 'head, cop me a brew

Sometimes them Koreans be cool

These shades make me look twenty-two

They say, "You'll learn when you get older"

I just say that that ain't true

That just mean when you was younger

You ain't get turnt up like us, fool

Just got L's so I'm ridin' high, still in high school but I do

Everything I will do, when I'm twenty-five, no lie (Uh)

I was young with ambition, fucked around with these hoes (Hoes)

Never needed permission, went and lived the life that I chose (Chose)

Premonition-type visions, you see the world as it goes (Goes)

Tell 'em all what they missin', while I watch it as it unfolds

I'm dodgin' my death, confident kid

I was tryna grow up with the best (Oh, oh)

Watchin' my step, never no college plan

Found myself noddin' off always on test-day

I coulda been a great graduate

Woulda got one of them hoes from "The Bachelor"

Could've been smart, could've been a doctor

Life full of drama, little soap opera

Fallin' in love, lucky that I caught ya

Almost got her knocked up, would've been a father

All about energy, make good memories

I'm the fuckin' Dalai Lama (Ooh!)

Only eighteen but I had my own business

Then I got fame like, "What the fuck is this?"

Whole bunch of cameras, fake-ass bitches (Yeah, yeah)

Everybody around wanna treat me all different

Oh, I'm cool, 'cause I got money? (All this money)

Back in high school, none of these hoes was tryna fuck me (Fuck me)

I thought it was a conspiracy

Sometimes my thoughts start scarin' me

You a parody, hilarity, that funny shit's for the parakeets

They, they, they been lookin' for somebody like me

Big bag of weed and a muddy iced tea

Somethin' brand new, wonder what it might be

You party off them drugs, movin' at a nice speed

If you eighteen years and older

Eighteen years and older

If you eighteen years and older

Eighteen years and older

I wanna rule the world, take care of my family

And take care of my girl, plant a couple seeds

Blaze a gang of trees

Went to see a rated R movie 'bout me

They said you must be

Eighteen years and older

Eighteen years and older

Eighteen years and older

Eighteen years and older

Eighteen years and older

¿Te encanta la letra de Matches? ¡Compártela con tus amigos!