Whateva

If we could know where we was going

We'd probably never see tomorrow

So if I keep on making love to these songs

I'mma be good for the rest of my life (my life)

Hey, some people just don't want it

Hey, whatever it is, whatever it is

But I think I got it

Hey, whatever it is, whatever it is

Hey, whatever it is, they're gettin' it straight

I'm too obsessed, too dedicated, never escape

I ain't scared, I'mma go in, lookin' like I'm glowin'

Runnin' on beats, you show me your feet, if you ever be down to flowin'

Now, I got a notion, I'mma put this into motion

Speedin' through the present, tryin' to get there and coach them

Hopes the smoke man will be there soon

For now the music up loud and the beat on smooth

I'm just rhymin', spittin' so efficient

Keepin' the tradition, while seekin' to be different

Just dropped kids, but I'm a man of many words

You had to do it big, but couldn't never stop the work

Now you heard my words and your bubble gonna burst

Yeah we on third but say what's up to the homies on first

If I can, I'mma kick it, rip it just cause I love it

Now they see me, ask me to spit it right out in public

If we could know where we was going

We'd probably never see tomorrow

So if I keep on making love to these songs

I'mma be good for the rest of my life (my life)

Hey, some people just don't want it

Hey, whatever it is, whatever it is

But I think I got it

Hey, whatever it is, whatever it is

Hey, yo, rappers got time that they're wastin', hatin'

When they could focus on their own grind, skatin'

They mad I got fans and they mad I got love

Cause me and music fit like a glove, so snug

All you angry motherfuckers go and form a club

Cause when you come around me, it ain't nothin' but love

I got girls givin' hugs, people dappin' me up

And you in the corner, like, "Oh man, Mac sucks"

Been a long grind and a little bit of luck

Feelin' blessed everyday for the way I'm comin' up

I can promise you this: I ain't even close to done

Just pray to god that I'm safe when the soldiers come

They hear me, they forgettin' if I'm old or young

Got this music on lock, but I open up

All the time, cause my bars and my rhymes be my lifestyle

Blowin' white clouds, I'm gettin' high right now

If we could know where we was going

We'd probably never see tomorrow

So if I keep on making love to these songs

I'mma be good for the rest of my life (my life)

Hey, some people just don't want it

Hey, whatever it is, whatever it is

But I think I got it

Hey, whatever it is, whatever it is