I sell the morning papers sir, My name is jimmy brown Everybody knows that I|'m a newsboy of the town You will hear me yelling "morning star" As I run
I got up and made my mornin' cup of coffee Fooled around the house an hour or more l'd guess I did all this before l even had one thought of you More
Got a letter just this mornin', it was postmarked, Omaha It was typed and neatly written, offerin' me this better job Better job at higher wages, expenses
Let me be a little kinder let me be a little blinder To the faults of those about me let me praise a little more Let me be when I am weary just a little
Everybody knows you've been steppin' on my toes And I'm gettin' pretty tired of it You keep-a steppin' out of line and-a messin' with my mind If you had
Two broken hearts, lonely, looking like Houses where nobody lives Two people, each having so much pride inside Neither side forgives The angry words,
I have seen the morning burning golden on the mountain in the skies Aching with the feeling of the freedom of an eagle when she flies Turning on the world
Please release me, let me go I don't love you anymore To live together is a sin Release me and let me love again I have found a new love, dear And I'
And I wake up in the mornin' With my hair down in my eyes and she says hi And I stumble to the breakfast table While the kids are goin' off to school,
Ooo oooohhhh Ooo oooohhhh Come on and dance, come on and dance Let's make some romance You know the night is fallin' And the music's callin' And
I dream, I imagine, I believe that it'll happen Bitch please, Imma make a million Bitch please, Imma make a million cuz I dream, I imagine, I believe
Girl I don't wanna share you (Echo) We could be together But you scared to I ain't gonna leave you (Echo) My peoples tell me that should, but I need
Somebody told me sleep was a cousin to death And following a dollar finds nothing but stress A marathon grind like I'm running from rest It's (5 o'clock
[Chorus:] I got my cup filled up, we came to have a good time so turn my music high we gonna tear this place up Warn the neighbors it's a party, so go
Lick it, Split it, Twist it, Hit it, Splif it, Pitch it, Roll Anotha. x4 Haha, Yo you see they probably wonder why I dont smile Cuz this cats need to
I try to stay humble but it's hard when you this fly. want a picture with you hand the camera to their guy.. and i know that they just wanna pose with
sittin' down please stand cuz I'm on the rise and I reside in this castle made of sand to the top now to the top now babby yeah mac miller Pittsburgh
Talking............. Look, comin with the flows of a veteran, Mac class president All black letterman, recognize a gentleman Know anything but formal