Old sh*t lyrics

by

Mac Miller


[Intro: Johnny Venus]
Yo. Oh. Yea. Uh uh
She can have the di*k
She, she can have all the di*k

[Hook: Johnny Venus]
I don't interfere with God
Baby that's my old sh*t
Baby that's my ol' bird
She done had all of it
We be in the darkest hour
Especially when the shots finished
She don't want a rival
She know I ain't playin wit cha
Meet me where the roads cross
She gon' leave me cross the fields
Meet me where the roads cross
I know she got that iron wit her
Meet me where the roads cross
She gone let you know the feeling
Meet me where the roads cross
Top down, fly n*gga!

[Verse 1: Johnny Venus]
Shout out to my lost n*ggas
Boy don't let the pressure hit you
Boy don't let the pressure get you
You don't know what it cost n*ggas
Ten G's every month plus the tax on your soul
Just for sittin' down alone in the loft n*gga
One time for Vegas, man, you know I'm
Still dealing with the consequences
Got no power, got no lights, give me fourty days, I could read my mind, I could bottle up ???????
I'ma stay payed like my phone faced down, I don't wanna be found, I don't wanna answer for my ways
I'ma let the darkness have a word
I'ma let my troubles gone speak to him
Tough road up ahead hope ????? to it
Boy didn't they tell you the devil's in the detours
[Hook: Johnny Venus]
I don't interfere with God
Baby that's my old sh*t
Baby that's my ol' bird
She done had all of it
We be in the darkest hour
Especially when the shots finished
She don't want a rival
She know I ain't playin wit cha
Meet me where the roads cross
She gon' meet me cross the fields
Meet me where the roads cross
I know she got that iron wit her
Meet me where the roads cross
She gone let you know the feeling
Meet me where the roads cross
Top down, fly n*gga!

[Verse 2: Doctur Dot]
I done laid my hand a lot of places
Roll an eighth then smoke it then go body chasin
I be totally infatuated by the way
These b*tches move, they wide awake, now let me taste it
Body slammin hoe like undertaker, take it to consideration Underestimating competition can be fatal as f*ck
Y'all n*ggas playin with luck, what the f*ck's up
sh*t nothin but the moon and the feature price
Is he dead? I don't know, he ain't breathin right
So ahead of my time, I can't be alive
From the future, hope momma goes home to me tonight
The pressure nonexistent, I do it because I love it
A product of my environment
When I was comin up I saw n*ggas with their requirements
Pullin up in the truck, little n*gga was so inspired
We prolly missin the bus
[Hook: Johnny Venus]
I don't interfere with God
Baby that's my old sh*t
Baby that's my ol' bird
She done had all of it
We be in the darkest hour
Especially when the shots finished
She don't want a rival
She know I ain't playin wit cha
Meet me where the roads cross
She gon' leave me cross the fields
Meet me where the roads cross
I know she got that iron wit her
Meet me where the roads cross
She gone let you know the feeling
Meet me where the roads cross
Top down, fly n*gga!
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