Mansions on the Moon - PA Nights lyrics

[Verse 1: Mac Miller] Hey, 10,000 dollar hands, million dollar plan My fam's still the only people that really know me for who I am Damn, got me askin' when I got this fly The type to change because of fame, I'm just not that guy Still sippin' on my 40 when the cops drove by When I go, gotta tell my girl to stop, don't cry See, I-I-I been buyin' these diamonds All designer clothes and a Benz just to drive in Autograph signin' must've got to my head f** that, I've been the same lil' mof**a Always down to share my sh**, melody with snare kick So I don't give a f** about some lames I rode the ferry with My larynx is imperative to live, music's what I need, boy Destroy all of these fake me's, they decoys Everywhere I go, these companies give me free toys These random strangers just treatin' me like we boys [Hook] Pennsylvania nights, 9:30 flights Thinking to myself, where does all this go? No time to care, more I can share By now, this life is all I know So this is all I know, this is all I know Taught myself to walk, then got up and took flight Hey, bullsh**'s always gonna be bullsh** So make a toast to the good life [Verse 2: Mac Miller] Hey, hey, 10,000 dollar hands, billion dollar plan Listenin' to jams while I'm sittin' in my van This is who I am, wrote these lyrics on my DNA code Happy as hell, MDMA, yo! f** a job, there ain't no one that I call my boss We just tryna work so we can blow up like a molotov And it kinda wake me up like a coffee shop Thinkin' bout my people who was murdered in the Holocaust Got me thankful just for life by itself And there's way more people here I should be tryna to help Am I wrong for spendin' money how I do, probably yes It's just funny old people see the logo on my chest You got ya thumb held high, we can be friends Other people pretend, we hang out on the weekends These f**ers lil' bit creepy, so we just leave them Say get some rest, when I die, I'mma sleep in [Hook]