Macklemore, YG - Bolo Tie

[Verse 1: Macklemore]
I never won the spelling bee,
I could read people's energy,
Listen to what have been said to me,
Heard the voices in elementary
That I wouldn't amount to anything.
Ol' girl, she used to beg to me,
Like, if we just had a nice house and a mortgage
And a front lawn, and a fuckin' wedding ring!
I danced in Paris, shed my shell,
Swam in oceans, felt the scales,
Put my CD in Starbucks, it did not sell,
Get the CD out the car trunk and did it myself.
These piano keys hold some weight,
In a bolo tie, I escort my date,
She ordered shrimp scampi on a porcelain plate,
The accordion played, I put my fork in a steak.
Afternoons need a coffee boost,
Attitude needs a confidence boost,
Yeah, I'm sort of the dude,
But where's the self-esteem when the costumes removed?
Thanks for the invite, can't make it,
I could blame it on a flight to Vegas,
But, truth be told, rather not socialize,
And go and waste my time with an acquaintance,
These relationships need maintenance,
Everybody got expectations,
Text back, so impatient,
Where were you when I was in in-patient?

[Chorus: Macklemore]
Mothafucka, you ain't my accountant,
You don't know what I'm doing,
Focusing on what I'm giving back,
Man, make better music, fuck!
Preaching on top of the mountain,
People can see through it,
Keeping my name in your mouth,
Just don't bite your tongue while you chew it.

[Verse 2: Macklemore]
Exactly, I got the Man of the Year,
Source magazine was like our Vanity Fairm
In a mansion, picking out a chandelier,
But got a bone to pick with the man in the mirror.
Questioning the purchase while I'm standing there,
Questioning the purpose of my rap career,
Thinking, "Man, what the hell happened here?"
Feels like yesterday in a van packing gear,
What am I gonna go and give back this year?
There's a whole lot of struggling rappers here
Want a co-sign and a whole track this year,
If you know, mothafuckas start acting weird.
Lot of backstabbers and some actors here,
Lot of has-beens and over-reactors here,
I remember laughing and cracking beers,
Now I climbed the ladder, and you're mad I'm here.

[Chorus: Macklemore]
Mothafucka, you ain't my accountant,
You don't know what I'm doing,
Focusing on what I'm giving back,
Man, make better music, fuck!
Preaching on top of the mountain,
People can see through it,
Keeping my name in your mouth,
Just don't bite your tongue while you chew it.
Mothafucka, I'm gone!

[Verse 3: YG]
4 Hunnid!
Judgin' me off of my past,
You don't see what I'm doin',
When I got shot, that was headline news,
Y'all used me for views, I ain't stupid.
‘Cause what about all the good?
The non-profit for the kids in the hood,
That ain't got no option in them shelter homes plottin'.
Shit, I'm just doin' what I should,
They must want no one to know
‘Cause they don't put that on the news, bruh.
They entertained by the culture, they vultures,
They suck us like leaches 'til we broke,
But I know the game, so I play it like chess,
Act like a square, but really be the threat.
The next time my name in the press
Talk about how YG gave them kids Christmas.

[Chorus: YG]
Mothafucka, you ain't my accountant,
You don't know what I'm doin',
Focusin' on what I'm giving back,
Man, make better music!
Preachin' on top of the mountain,
People can see through it,
Keepin' my name in your mouth,
Just don't bite your tongue while you chew it.
Mothafucka, I'm gone!

[Outro: Macklemore & YG]
Fuck, hey, woo!
Mothafucka, I'm gone!
Hey, where'd he go, though?
4 Hunnid!
Mothafucka, I'm gone!
I am the victim, not the mothafuckin' suspect!
And he's gone, gone...