Fuck 'Em All

Lyrics

Take me
 Take me
 Do you miss me?
 Will you stop now? (Melt with me)
 Are you okay? (Are you okay?)
 I'm never gonna let you go
 Touch me (please don't go)
 Where are we? (Do you miss me?)
 Please don't go (wake up, touch me)
 Where are we?
 I have a vision to add, the gift of subtractin' limits
 If everything was gone tomorrow, who would miss it?
 And if I pack my bags and moved away, who would visit?
 If you knew what you should say, who would listen?
 Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout a new religion
 Somethin' to feed off, we searchin' for it like groups of pigeons
 Kinda futuristic, yeah, it's cool, we different
 'Cause what I do's terrific, I'm just hopin' you could feel it
 Yeah, tell me if you can
 Are you numb enough? Can you listen in?
 I would lose it all to show 'em I'd get rich again
 But matter fact, fuck that, 'cause I don't give a damn
 You see it's simple when it's only cigarillos in the world
 No one should film you, don't expect it from a little man
 Fuck empty, my glass is filled
 Countin' roses, daisies, and daffodils, chill
 Get your money (get your money), fuck 'em all (fuck 'em all)
 Everythin' (everythin') could be gone tomorrow (could be gone tomorrow)
 What if it's gone tomorrow? (What if it's gone tomorrow?)
 Get your money (get your money), fuck 'em all (fuck 'em all)
 Get your money (get your money), fuck 'em all (fuck 'em all)
 Everythin' (everythin') could be gone tomorrow (could be gone tomorrow)
 Everythin' (everythin') could be gone tomorrow (could be gone tomorrow)
 So get your money (get your money), fuck 'em all (fuck 'em all)
 I say my prayers, but I don't know who they to
 Layin' on my back, lookin' through the roof
 Just tell me, am I gettin' through to you?
 Stickin' to it, superglue it, make it beautiful
 Fuck, what am I missin'?
 Speak to your soul, so shut up and listen
 Gimme a reason to pop, gettin' me goin', ain't lettin' me stop
 Head to the top, it's better they not
 Call me a phony, so they sendin' me shots
 I, got a girl, we in love, she my money, she my drugs
 This my pain, this my pleasure, last forever
 Keep me up late at night, tell me, "It's alright", I believe her
 I don't question she who knows me best, I know you wouldn't either
 Somethin' happen when I see her, it's right out of a fairy tale
 Got some shit she goin' through, it's somethin' that she handle well
 Life a bitch but she my bitch
 Gold rollie and it's timeless, yeah
 Get your money (get your money), fuck 'em all (fuck 'em all)
 Everythin' (everythin') could be gone tomorrow (could be gone tomorrow)
 What if it's gone tomorrow? (What if it's gone tomorrow?)
 Get your money (get your money), fuck 'em all (fuck 'em all)
 Get your money (get your money), fuck 'em all (fuck 'em all)
 Everythin' (everythin') could be gone tomorrow (could be gone tomorrow)
 Everythin' (everythin') could be gone tomorrow (could be gone tomorrow)
 So get your money (get your money), fuck 'em all (fuck 'em all)
 We all wanna know
 What to do in this world
 When it seems that there's nothing left?
 And we dream just to dream
 But we don't know exactly how to get there yet
 And we all wanna know
 What to do in this world
 When it seems that there's nothing left?
 And we dream just to dream
 But we don't know exactly how to get there yet
 Get your money (get your money), fuck 'em all (fuck 'em all)
 Everythin' (everythin') could be gone tomorrow (could be gone tomorrow)
 What if it's gone tomorrow? (What if it's gone tomorrow?)
 Get your money (get your money), fuck 'em all (fuck 'em all)
 Get your money (get your money), fuck 'em all (fuck 'em all)
 Everythin' (everythin') could be gone tomorrow (could be gone tomorrow)
 Everythin' (everythin') could be gone tomorrow (could be gone tomorrow)
 So get your money (get your money), fuck 'em all (fuck 'em all)
 Macadelic
 

Audio Features

Song Details

Duration
04:23
Key
4
Tempo
154 BPM

Share

Albums by Mac Miller

Similar Songs