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

1: Earl Sweatshirt]
In '09, we were still on the bus,
Before Nak was deluxe, when I didn't a brush
When it still wasn't hoes fuck with me
Fore I cleaned up a bit like it's company
I ain't know we on the cusp of the money
Tryna get a few bucks under
And my twin brothers was all Syd's
So my kin and my skin toughened
And lens coverin' my eyes now
They bright, nigga, I'm just now
And if a different way to clear my mind out
I need to find out, I'm doing now
And I don't look as stupid when I now
And at the show look astounded
And up drowsy
In the cut so much that pus 'round me
Catch him in the daytime or dusk
out the pound, [?]
If your tux lousy then you can't sit us, nah
call it harsh livin' when the margin
Between you and all these niggas
Is about as as it gets
And you workin', arm and a leg
Say he workin' but he talkin' cause he ain't workin'
a long distance, bitch
Who you know out that's harder than this?
Chargin' niggas like a Tomlison win,
frown on the brow on the brim, color brown
Runnin' on the route that was picked
When the branch out
I'm out my face in the shallow, drownin' again

Mac Miller]
I've been drownin' with shallow soul
Shallow soul, shallow
You are from a shallow soul
soul, shallow soul

[Verse 2:
Drugs got me like Vigo Carpathian
Just look at the state in
The most critically acclaimed, contortionist
That ain't suckin' dick
it with my balls in grip
Other hand got a to hit
All this be the sportsmanship
Walked in and said I all the chips
As as the one on my shoulder
Feel like my heart got pneumonia, laced, covered in odor
still lockin' niggas up for quotas
Brain still from the shit in the soda, soft
A generation
a [?], fakin' off
Warrants bein' filed for the cases
And drugs get obtained by debatin' cost
You ain't Superman that cape was off
Just Clark, nigga, in his high rise
Tryna see the side of life
And a nigga just keep comin' back a dark picture
like hard liquor, and see people are books
So you judge a mothafucka by the page
And a bitch by the back
The [?]The is long-sleeved, so the tats covered
Real ones, I'm the brother, when they see me on stage
They my shit was so insane
It was like Cobain hit his last

[Hook: Mac

3: Mac Miller]
Isn't he off the up's and down's
Got a Whitney, put it in a blunt for now
She was to get me high, why the fuck I wanna die now?
And I'm strung out on dusty couch
In a big white house, I told the bitch slow down
Stop runnin' mouth
You holdin' my money, shut up and count
My right nostril hasn't worked in a
Plus the plug got work, he servin' for a sheep
Me, I'm in the Jeep
Burnin' weed, circles in the street
How I'm playin' my shit'll wake a up
I get her faded, but her back in the
All my life I've been afraid of
All my life I've afraid of power
did all that go?
The long decision called my phone
Last supper I was fuckin' with the
I need somethin' than a quarter zone
can save me from the war unknown
Shoutout to Soulo (SOUL!) and rest in Alori Joh
The devil on the other side of the hole
Any time, any place, you bet I'ma eat
my hand on the fork and the fork in the road
Look at all new faces
I see, I see, I see
They're comin' on the plane but they're leavin' in
Been a criminal before schedule
Used the put the weed in the sole of my 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 been religious but I feel like the scripture's got it all
It's not just gypsies and fairies, this could be my last
I'ma take my time, I'ma go out the same way I came in
Right by the pussy with on my mind

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