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[Intro: Sweatshirt]
Yeah you know I'm smokin' at the beginnin' of the song like a damn rapper. Aww man, man, it's crazy so rich, damn

[Verse 1: Sweatshirt]
In '09, we were still on the bus,
Before Nak was deluxe, when I have a brush
When it still wasn't hoes tryna fuck me
Fore I cleaned up a bit like it's comin'
I ain't know we on the cusp of the money
Tryna get a few under custody
And my brothers was all Syd's brothers
So my kin gully and my skin
And lens coverin' my eyes now
bright, nigga, I'm just high now
And if this a way to clear my mind out
I to find out, I'm doing fine now
And I don't look as when I talk now
And everybody at the show look
And up drowsy
In the cut so much that pus 'round me
him in the daytime or dusk hours
out the pound, [?]
If your tux lousy then you can't sit us, nah
Can't call it livin' when the margin
Between you and all these niggas
Is as large as it gets
And you workin', arm and a leg
Say he workin' but he just talkin' cause he workin'
Like a distance, bitch
Who you that's out that's harder than this?
Chargin' niggas like a win, nigga
frown on the brow on the brim, color brown
Runnin' wild on the route that was
the clouds branch out
I'm out with my in the shallow, drownin' again

Mac Miller]
I've been drownin' with this soul
soul, shallow soul
You are drinkin' a shallow soul
soul, shallow soul

[Verse 2:
Drugs got me feelin' Vigo Carpathian
Just at the state he's in
The critically acclaimed, slang contortionist
ain't suckin' corporate dick
Said it with my in grip
Other got a cork to hit
All this Ralph be the
Walked in and I needed all the chips
As as the one on my shoulder
Feel like my got pneumonia, blunt laced, covered in odor
Cops still lockin' up for quotas
Brain numb from the shit in the soda, soft
A lost
Facin' a [?], off
Warrants bein' filed for the fought
And them get obtained by debatin' cost
You ain't Superman while cape was off
Just Clark, nigga, in his high rise
Tryna see the side of life
And a nigga just comin' back with a dark picture
It's like hard liquor, and see people are
So you judge a mothafucka by the first
And a bitch by the cover
The [?]The crime is long-sleeved, so the covered
ones, I'm the last brother, when they see me on stage
They my shit was so insane
It was Cobain hit his last number

[Hook: Mac

[Verse 3: Mac
he dizzy off the up's and down's
Got a little Whitney, put it in a for now
She was supposed to get me high, why the I wanna die now?
And I'm strung out on this couch
In a big white house, I told the bitch slow down
runnin' your mouth
You holdin' my money, shut up and count
My right nostril worked in a week
the plug got work, like he servin' for a sheep
Me, I'm in the Jeep
Burnin' weed, circles in the street
How I'm playin' my shit'll a baby up
I get her faded, but her in the labia
All my life been afraid of powder
All my life I've been of power
Where did all go?
The decision always called my phone
Last supper I was fuckin' the Corleones
I need somethin' stronger a quarter zone
can save me from the war unknown
Shoutout to (SOUL!) and rest in peace Alori Joh
The devil on the other side of the glory
Any time, any place, you bet I'ma eat
Cause my hand on the fork and the fork in the
Look at all these new
I see, I see, I see
comin' on the plane but they're leavin' in suitcases
Been a criminal schedule digital
Used the put the weed in the of my blue Asics
myself up to strangers
But the are just way too flagrant, so
I go
Throwin' up a prayer, it's a Mary
I've never religious but I feel like the scripture's got it all there
It's not just gypsies and fairies, could be my last breath
take my time, cause I'ma go out the same way I came in
Right by the pussy with on my mind

[Outro: Mac
You are in the shallow soul
You are speaking the shallow soul
soul
I've drowning with this shallow soul
Shallow soul, soul
You are from a shallow soul
Shallow soul, shallow
(fades)