Macklemore – Corner Store (feat. Dave B & Travis Thompson) (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

Might treat your block like a dance floor
Finesse the rent out the landlord
Can’t afford none of what you ordered
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Mama said, "Pull your pants up"
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Out the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
I was just doing my thing (my thing)
Corner store, 2 AM
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
Okay, 2 AM, I’m posted (I’m posted)
They don’t want no one to know long as you comfortable, yeah
The courage to change the things I can
Never smoked a Backwood, it was all Swishers (uh-uh)
Close construction, no room for the huevos (yeah yeah)
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
On the rooftop smoking (smokin’)
There’s commas on the way
I was on bag of Cuban Z’s, walking off kilter
I’m pushing, moving work, proving
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Counting the coin, breaking my back (yeah)
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
But it’s all love, run my route, play the course
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Right with your tape up, it’s garbage
And getting hella faded
They wanna leggo
Couldn’t tell you ’bout our future (Yeah)
Corner store, 2 AM
All in my Jansport
Corner store, 2 AM
Still grubbin’ on struggle tastes
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Rollin’ ’round the city and we hide behind the tints
Taking my time, working it out
Corner store, that’s all (Gemini)
Wasn’t thinking ’bout tomorrow (uh-uh)
Shit, I’m hardly on, not quite broke
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Boy so wonderful
Corner store, 2 AM
Roasting, talking shit, we mobbing, I just got my mama’s whip (Hell yeah)
That’s Benny, he like Montego, he save you like the gecko
I used to roll up a spliff, and I mixed the weed with the Parliament, ayy (oh shit)
I grew up on Old English, that’s that malt liquor (aha)
Pushing pen to the paper for peso
Off the wall but on the boarder
And the wisdom to know the difference
Hit the hot food aisle (uhuh)
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
Swisher guts in the Funyun bag (yes)
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
I politic with the stagnant, forget my day by the morning, it go
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
We was on the corner, posted (yeah)
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
Put the pussy on pedestal, blow the medical to the face
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Them cheap thrills, they come and they go, yeah
Corner store, 2 AM
All in my loins, all on my nerves
Got the gizzards instead of the wings (Gizzards)
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
It’s sad that they know my face
Can’t get a break, but that’s my snack
He not gon’ pay the debt ’til you ice, get OG Maco
We blow dank out that window
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
Gotta re-up so you know we ’bout to hit the
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Bending corners, and scraper are loyal to tell my bands up
I’m posted and smoking just like my uncles before me
You gotta love it
Declining the call from labels
Reminiscing, 2:11, and we smokin’ on some Ports
Call me Almond Joy, mama’s boy
Sweatpants, shorts, wife beater, posted on the porch
Through that dirt and hop that fence (aha)
Nah, I don’t wanna hear your bullshit, I don’t really need your help
We ain’t have no common sense
Before I pulled a fake ID out on a bartender
Rollin heaven in my new Wraith
Moving to Utah, run with
Talking ’bout we saved you a seat, boy, boy
They all wanna know what’s next, I don’t even know myself