Cold Feet
Mac Miller Lyrics
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Oh my God! Hey
[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
They always want that fun shit when you tryna spit a little somethin' real
They start runnin', turnin' chicken like a nugget meal
How the fuck I feel? Kinda like a hundred mill
Spun the wheel, bought a vowel, I don't owe you nothin' still
Won before Sheen, hear how all these hoes scream
When I was 14, sippin' on my OE
Tryna marry money but that bitch kept gettin' cold feet
Music loud, hear it bangin' through the whole street
Beat gettin' shit on, toilet bowl seat
No sleep, just work
Got a couple horny girls in a see-through shirt
So believe my hype, muthafuckas can't read nor write
Still they talkin' shit man, I've seen your type
Got problems, can't sleep at night
Cause your girl want to come around freak all night
I'm a sex drill when I'm rollin' off them x pills
Five bikes, ten wheels, girl I'll leave your legs still
Say I don't do drugs, just weed
Well I'mma do drugs and speed down the street
Do doughnuts, your flow sucks, you so butt
Your girl's gettin' throat fucked, I get high, I go up
Why you sayin' that he's a trend?
Then come to all those shows just to meet your friends?
So much coke sniffed, fuckin' hoes with bloody noses
Just a couple doses, fuck the roses
Class time, better take good notes
You bitches couldn't touch me with a Facebook poke
Bitch!
In Mac Miller's song Cold Feet, the rapper reflects on the struggles of staying true to himself and his art in the face of some critics who only want to hear his lighter, more fun work. He begins with a commentary on his own clever wordplay, saying he raps better because he's mad clever, displaying a confidence in his ability despite the pressures he is under. He then goes on to remark on the expectations of his audience, saying that they always want the fun stuff and turn away from the realness. Miller acknowledges the frustration that comes with constantly trying to please a fickle audience, observing that people start "running, turning chicken like a nugget meal" when he tries to spit something honest. He mentions that he feels kind of like a hundred million dollars, indicating that he has reached a level of success, but still feels stifled by the pressure to perform.
Miller then goes on to talk about his youth and his experiences with relationships, saying that he was "tryna marry money but that bitch kept getting cold feet." He paints a vivid picture of his life, describing how his music blares through the whole street and referencing a group of women wearing see-through shirts. He ends with a pointed diss at his critics and their lack of skill, saying that they cannot read or write but still talk trash about him. The song is infused with Miller's signature witty lyricism and showcases his ability to reflect on his own life experiences in a unique and interesting way.
Line by Line Meaning
They always want that fun shit when you tryna spit a little somethin' real
People usually expect fun, catchy music when you're trying to create something meaningful
They start runnin', turnin' chicken like a nugget meal
When you start getting too real, people get scared and run away like frightened chicken nuggets
How the fuck I feel? Kinda like a hundred mill
The feeling of being rich and successful is unbeatable, can't be described in any other way except extraordinary
Spun the wheel, bought a vowel, I don't owe you nothin' still
Taking risks has payed off, I'm basically living on cloud nine and owe nothing to anyone
Fuck a deal, I can do it with my own team
I don't need deals nor labels, I can make it owning my own company
Won before Sheen, hear how all these hoes scream
Made it to the top before Charlie Sheen, and now i'm living life to the fullest with all girls admiring my success
When I was 14, sippin' on my OE
I've been drinking alcohol since I was young(er) and was already on this path before fame
Tryna marry money but that bitch kept gettin' cold feet
I was trying to find someone rich to marry but they kept backing out of the situation, exhibiting cold feet
Music loud, hear it bangin' through the whole street
My music is loud and empowers whole blocks
Beat gettin' shit on, toilet bowl seat
My beats are being underestimated, like a toilet bowl filled with poop
No sleep, just work
I don't rest, I just work all the time
Got a couple horny girls in a see-through shirt
I have a few women interested in me who are scantily clothed
So believe my hype, muthafuckas can't read nor write
Believe all the press about me, because these haters can't think or communicate properly
Still they talkin' shit man, I've seen your type
Despite the haters saying trash about me, I've seen them all and have nothing to worry about
Got problems, can't sleep at night
Have too many problems to address and they consume the night hours
Cause your girl want to come around freak all night
Guys are coming at me because of the kinky behavior I exposed with their girlfriends
I'm a sex drill when I'm rollin' off them x pills
I'm really active in bed when I take X pills
Five bikes, ten wheels, girl I'll leave your legs still
I have a lot of motorcycles and will leave the girls' legs sore from passionate riding
Say I don't do drugs, just weed
People say I don't do drugs but only smoke weed
Well I'mma do drugs and speed down the street
I'm going to take drugs and drive recklessly
Do doughnuts, your flow sucks, you so butt
I'll do doughnuts in the street because your music is bad, and you're a butt
Your girl's gettin' throat fucked, I get high, I go up
Your girl is getting sexually mad with me because I get high, making me triumphant
Why you sayin' that he's a trend?
What do you mean when you say that my fans are only temporary followers?
Then come to all those shows just to meet your friends?
Why are you showing up to community events only to meet people you know?
So much coke sniffed, fuckin' hoes with bloody noses
I've been consuming so much cocaine that I'm having sexual intercourse with women who have bloody noses.
Just a couple doses, fuck the roses
I consume drugs lightly and carelessly pay no interest in flowers
Class time, better take good notes
You better pay close attention and take accurate notes
You bitches couldn't touch me with a Facebook poke
You're all weak, and I'm untouchable
Bitch!
I won't take 'no' for an answer.
Contributed by Nicholas O. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@paulisthelegend
Mac's team is handling his legacy so perfectly
@anthonycoleman6949
Shout-out to Msmiller
@mr.teagen2699
Bro for fucking real
@floppycopy1284
@@anthonycoleman6949 McCormick*
@ratchet780
His dad is the real mvp
@alanmatiascarnaghi7710
This is a song dedicated to Mac (in Spanish). From South America. Greetings to all who love mudica. Blessing! ❤️❤️❤️💘
https://youtu.be/u4udLTIMn9A
@anonymouscontributor2376
This song goes so hard. I remember when this dropped and then the hype that was Blue Slide Park. We miss you so much Mac. RIP
@odeball22
This song just dropped... highlife for ever.
@smashypeople
blue slide parrrk maan! fuckin eh
@annabortion3702
@@odeball22 nah it’s been out for a bit but just released , check out sun room by Mac