Luyện nghe bài hát Insomniak

[Intro:
Think for yourself and you'll find out that a lot of those so-called are bullshit

1: Mac Miller]
I'm the mothafuckin' greatest, y'all know that yet
I don't need money, you can hold that check
At the crib in Polo sweats
I don't need a ho, what the hoes don't get
I'm on my behavior
Bad piece with the perfect flavor
never loved us
Comin' for money, mothafucka, don't trust us
You shit
Bought a brand new crib, yeah, I move that
I don't want nothin' with your clique
Treat her like a dog, how I do that
doin' promo
And still mothafuckin' Most Dope
Made a couple million off a brand,
We ain't even got a
Bitch, you better have my
(I feelin' myself)
I see anybody but me
(Man I'm myself)
And this too real
See a like me gettin' money
How it feel?
Already been, but I'm back for
Insomniac, I don't what I got a mattress for
Insomniac, I don't know I got a mattress for
sleep!

[Hook: Mac
I'm an insomniac, a mothafuckin'
(Don't try to around me)
I'm an insomniac, a mothafuckin'
(So try, don't try to sneak around me)
I'm an insomniac, a mothafuckin'
I'm an insomniac, a insomniac
(Oh, Q)

[Verse 2: Mac
Yeah, yeah, said, said I'm a maniac, craziac, same
I might to cave the fact
Chain reactions happen when I make a
A psycho, God made me
I fade to black and gets down like a plane attack
You just made me lap
Ha ha, God damnit, drill, do not panic
Let me see how loud you (AHHH!)
I'm off the map, mothafuckas start
But they're never gonna see I be
She only speak
Said "Bitch look, try and speak around me"
I sleep at all
If you with that bullshit, I don't be involved, shit
I could make a million puttin' my on a tee
Fearless, Jet Li, fourth quarter,
Take bitch, Joe Pesci, don't test me
flex if you don't got shit on me
And you got shit on me, come get it
(Come get it, come, get it, come)
Drawer of fresh whites
Snow bag full of
I don't get enough
sleep!

[Interlude: Ross]
(M-M-M-M-M-M)
They've fucked up, han?
The bezzle, han?
The don, Farrakhan
(M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music)

[Verse 3: Ross]
My weed burnin', my chain
He's self made, Mac Miller my real
Fuck who don't like, come see me
Fuck who don't like, hitta, hitta,
Gettin' money so
I'm the shit, I'm
Yo baby momma, G
Let me use the crib to all the weed
California,
White girl in the black
My top down,
Ride with a big fat nigga
Krispy Kreme, it's chicken wings
Introduce you to different
Jet and the best weed
Think it's fake? test me
I'm jetlagged, don't a stylist
Pants sag, Fallon
Blowin' green in the room
Def Jam like really wildin'
Yeah they hate but won't box a
Bought the from a boxin' nigga
Paranoid, I'm 'round
I'm naked with my chopper, nigga

I'm butt naked with my chopper,

Mac Miller]