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Brand Name Lyrics - Go: Od Am - Mac Miller

We in between heaven and hell 

Fuck your 9 to 5, I'd rather end up dead or in jail 

American ninja to these obstacles 

No stoppin' me, we on the move 

Your mouth runnin' like a prostitute's 

Keep your head to yourself 

I work harder than anybody you know 

I'm done with tricks, don't need no money to blow 

Deadly aim, self contained 

Superstar, they yell the name 

Blood diamonds, finna go to hell for my chain 

The P fitted on my head though 

I'm too high, you can't reach me with the cell phone 

No goodbyes, no hellos 

You don't want this life I live 

You'd rather had the wife and kid 

Shootin' dice with Jesus Christ, put 20 on the midnight 

To everyone who sell me drugs 

Don't mix it with that bullshit I'm hopin' not to join the twenty seven club 

Just want the coke dealer house with the velvet rug 

Fuck the world there's no one else but us 

 

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Everything we think we love 

It ain't nothing but a brand name 

To everyone but us 

Ain't nothing but a brand name, nothing but a brand name 

Ask her what she wearing, say it's nothing but a brand name 

Baby, this right here is hand made 

 

I got brothers I don't need no friends 

My shoes off I'm comfortable, I'm chillin' smokin' weed again 

I'm from the 'Burgh not the burbs 

Investigating my nation, homie we ain't concerned 

We're from the 412 out to the 310 

We're from the pavement in my basement to them yellow brick roads 

See, I was on my Ps & Qs like L-M-N-O 

But kickin' bitches out my crib, somebody tell 'em go home, I don't know 

I was in the crib with my different shit 

Simple livin', I'm a hypocrite 

Cause I'm filthy rich, I got businesses 

Been had wifey's, have mistresses 

Been tryna tell you what my vision is, but y'all still ain't listening 

The war ain't winnin, it just beginnin' 

And I've been 'bout Sparta like Michigan 

I got stats, they got opinions, I got facts 

The bro left home, but he came back 

This what raised me, made me rap 

PA's baby, I ain't been to PA lately 

See, I left, they call me shady 

I'm a white rapper, they always call me shady 

Got no idea what I'm contemplatin', I guess... 

 

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It ain't nothing but a brand name 

To everyone but us 

It ain't nothing but a brand name, nothing but a brand name 

Ask her what she wearing, say it's nothing but a brand name 

Baby, this right here is hand made 

 

La, la, la, la 

La, la, la, la 

Yeah 

La, la, la, la 

Everyday we love, love 

Good morning 

La, la, la, la 

Good morning 

And everyone want- 

Good morning 

La, la, la, la 

Good morning 

Yeah 

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