Jump - Mac Miller

Yeah

Who’s that on the other end of the phone?

Didn’t hear nothin' when I said my hello

Oh well, to hell then we go

So high, lookin' at heaven below

You know me though from coast to coast for smokin' dope

Overdose with the holy ghost, but hold the phones

I hold my own, was local grown

Been killin' that shit since row the boat

Know I’m supposed to hold the throne, be honest

One more drink, I’ma be an alcoholic

I don’t wanna think like better unconscious

Need fresh air, everything so toxic

I open coffin doors with a .38 when it’s time for war

Told my mama, «You ain’t need no drama

And you ain’t gotta cry no more now» (Now)

It’ll be alright

My mind on the run, I won’t sleep tonight, it’s like

When it all goes up in flames, who gon' hold me down?

(Down)

And I’m the chosen one

Lookin' all around, what has the world become?

Um

The only way to change it is to burn it to the ground (Ground)

I’ve been gettin' paid

About four or five bitches in the Escalade, bet it rain

This money feel the same, I’m afraid that I’ma drown (Drown) (Yeah)