The Question Songtext

von Mac Miller

Sometimes I wonder who the f*ck I am
Sometimes I wonder who the f*ck I am
Uhh, yeah, want you to feel it
Man, my voice probably sounds mad raspy right now
I want you all to feel it
So step up on the mic and uhh
Show em what you got tiger

Sometimes I wonder who the f*ck I am
So I've been lookin' in the mirror and it still don't make no sense
I'm askin' what am I supposed to do?
I've done so much in my short lifetime, but I haven't done sh*t
I done flew around the whole world
First I shook a million hands and I took a million pictures
But I'm a hostage in my own world
And my thoughts my own enemy, got no time for these b*tches
I got too much on my damn mind
So if I add some more stress, I just don't see how I'ma cope
I think they underestimate the grind
I do, bring this doe, and I'm only 20 years old
I wonder why I sip this devil juice
Cause it feel incredible, problems, I got several
Thank God that none of that medical
Ugh, I've been blessed with much to be expected

What am I doing here
I wonder what am I doing here
What am I doing here
What am I doing here

I hope this feelin' lasts for f*ckin' ever
I don't want to come back down, let me stay above the ground
I hope I do what I was meant to do
Cause I've been searching for that answer, I just hope I get it now
Please, let me find euphoria
When you up above the clouds, like, who gonna touch me now
And do we ever get to know the truth
Cause everybody seems to have it, but to me it seems they lack it
Now I'm rolling and I'm sipping lean
Sometimes I catch a buzz just to help me picture love
Drinking liquor and I'm smoking weed
And you don't ever do too much if you could never do enough
Wonder why I scream and stare at you
I'll be there to rescue you, problems you got several
Thank God that none of that medical
Ugh, I've been blessed with much to be expected

What am I doing here
I wonder what am I doing here
What am I doing here
What am I doing here

Sittin' in my Bentley, thinkin' bout these hoes
All I do is kill them, I kill them like Nicole
Simpson, flag crimson, smoke them like Winstons
I just bought a new chopper, I treat it like an infant
I'm lightin' up a stogie, it's longer than a hoagie
Situation's gettin' fishy and I don't eat anchovies
F*ck the world, kill them all, she answer when I call
If the cops pull us over, she gon' hide it in her drawers
See I come from a place where stars never shine
And drama is accepted, credit cards are declined
Everybody gotta die, but I ain't everybody
If that ho play with me, I whoop that chick like Terrence Howard
I'm a pimp, I ain't lyin', but that is not important
I'm just tryna buy time, but can't really afford it
Saying ain't that a b*tch, but I hope that b*tch is bad
I feel like money in the trash like

What am I doing here
I wonder what am I doing here
What am I doing here
What am I doing here