Insomniak lyrics

by

Mike Jones


[Intro: Mac Miller]
(Think for yourself and you’ll find out that a lot of those so-called authorities are bullsh*t)
Yeah, ayy, Jerm, Jerm
Yeah, ah! Ah!

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Ah, I'm the muh'f*ckin' greatest, y'all don't know that yet
I don't need your money, you can hold that check
At the crib in some Polo sweats
I don't need a ho, that's what the hoes don't get, woah (Woo)
I'm on my worst behavior (Woo)
Bad side piece with the pertinent flavor (Woo)
Muh'f*ckers never loved us
Comin' for your money, muh'f*cker don't trust us (Nah)
Uh, you ain't sh*t
Bought a brand new crib, yeah, I move that brick (Okay)
I don't want nothin' with your doo-doo clique (Okay)
Treat her like a dog how I do that b*tch, uh
Done doin' promo (Promo)
And it's still motherf*ckin' Most Dope (Most Dope)
Made a couple million off a brand
Muh'f*cker, we ain't even got a logo, uh
b*tch, you better have my money (Must be feelin' myself)
I don't see anybody but me (Plan on killin' myself)
Keepin' sh*t too real (Keepin' sh*t too real)
See a muh'f*cker like me gettin' money (How does it feel?)
Already been but I'm back for more
Insomniac, I don't know what I got a mattress for
Insomniac, I don't know what I got a mattress for
Don't sleep!
[Chorus: Mac Miller]
I'm an insomniac, a muh'f*ckin' insomniac
(Look b*tch, don’t try and speak around me)
I'm an insomniac, a muh'f*ckin' insomniac
(b*tch I don't speak French, look b*tch, don't try and speak around me)
I'm an insomniac, a muh'f*ckin' insomniac (Oh, hello Q)
Yeah, yeah, said, said

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
I'm a maniac, crazy, act insane
Think I might need a cage in fact
Chain reactions happen when I make a pact
A psycho, God made me that
'Cause I fade to black, I gets down like a plane attack
You muh'f*ckers just made me laugh
Ha ha, God damnit, this ain’t a drill, do not panic
Let me see how loud you scream (Argh!)
I'm off the map, muh'f*ckas start lookin'
But they're never gonna see where I be
She only speak French
Said "b*tch look, don't try and speak around me"
And I don't sleep at all
If you on that bullsh*t, I ain't gonna be involved
sh*t, sh*t, sh*t
I could make a million puttin' my lyrics on a tee (Woah)
Fearless, Jet Li, fourth quarter, Gretzky
Take your b*tch, Joe Pesci, don't test me
Don't flex if you ain't got sh*t on me
And, you ain't got sh*t on me, come get it
(Come get it, come, come get it, come, come)
Jar full of fresh white snow, bag full of unleaded
I don't get enough credit (Get enough credit, woah)
Don't sleep!
[Interlude: Rick Ross]
M-M-M-M-M-M
They done f*cked up, huh?
The biggest bezzle, huh?
The don, Ricky Farrakhan, huh?
M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
My weed burnin', my chain glitter
He's self made, Mac Miller my real n*gga
f*ck who don't like it, b*tch, come see me
f*ck who don't like it, hitta, hitta, hitta
G-G-G-Gettin' money so complicated, I'm the sh*t, I'm constipated
Yo baby mama, straight G, let me use the crib to mail all the weed
California, Atlanta, white girl in a black Phantom
My top down, mid-December, ride with a big black fat n*gga
Krispy Kreme then it's chicken wings, introduce, different things
Jet skis and the best weed, think it's fake? b*tch, test me
I'm jet-lagged, don't need a stylist, pants sag, Jimmy Fallon
Blowin' green in the green room, Def Jam like, "Boss really wildin'"
Yeah, they hate but won't box a n*gga
Bought the estate from a boxer n*gga
Paranoid, I'm walkin' round
I'm butt naked with my chopper, n*gga (Huh)
My chopper, n*gga (Huh)
Hahahahaha! I'm butt naked with my chopper, n*gga
[Chorus: Mac Miller]
Said I'm an insomniac, a muh'f*ckin' insomniac
(Look b*tch, don’t try and speak around me)
I'm an insomniac, a muh'f*ckin' insomniac
(b*tch I don't speak French, look b*tch, don't try and speak around me)
I'm an insomniac, a muh'f*ckin' insomniac
I'm an insomniac, a muh'f*ckin' insomniac

[Produced by Big Jerm]
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