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

[Verse 1: Sweatshirt]
In '09, we still on the bus, nigga
Before Nak was deluxe, when I didn't a brush
When it still wasn't hoes fuck with me
I cleaned up a bit like it's company comin'
I ain't know we on the cusp of the money
Tryna get a few bucks custody
And my twin was all Syd's brothers
So my kin gully and my toughened
And thick lens coverin' my now
bright, nigga, I'm just high now
And if this a different way to my mind out
I need to out, I'm doing fine now
And I look as stupid when I talk now
And everybody at the look astounded
And up drowsy
In the cut so much that it's pus me
Catch him in the daytime or hours
out the pound, [?]
If your tux lousy then you sit with us, nah
Can't call it harsh when the margin
Between you and all fuck niggas
Is about as large as it
And you workin', arm and a leg
Say he workin' but he just talkin' he ain't workin'
Like a long distance,
Who you know that's out that's harder this?
Chargin' niggas a Tomlison win, nigga
Slight frown on the on the brim, color brown
Runnin' wild on the that was picked
the clouds branch out
I'm out my face in the shallow, drownin' again

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

[Verse 2:
Drugs got me feelin' like Carpathian
Just look at the state in
The most critically acclaimed, contortionist
That ain't suckin' corporate
it with my balls in grip
Other hand got a to hit
All Ralph be the sportsmanship
in and said I needed all the chips
As as the one on my shoulder
like my heart got pneumonia, blunt laced, covered in odor
Cops still niggas up for quotas
Brain still numb from the shit in the soda,
A lost
Facin' a [?], off
bein' filed for the cases fought
And them drugs get obtained by cost
You Superman while that cape was off
Just Clark, nigga, in his high rise
see the bright side of life
And a nigga just comin' back with a dark picture
It's like liquor, and see people are books
So you judge a by the first page
And a bitch by the back
The crime is long-sleeved, so the tats covered
Real ones, I'm the last brother, when see me on stage
They said my was so insane
It was like Cobain hit his number

Mac Miller]

[Verse 3: Mac
he dizzy off the up's and down's
Got a Whitney, put it in a blunt for now
She was supposed to get me high, why the fuck I die now?
And I'm out on this dusty couch
In a big white ugly house, I told the bitch down
Stop runnin' mouth
You holdin' my money, just shut up and
My right hasn't worked in a week
Plus the plug got work, like he for a sheep
Me, I'm swervin' in the
Burnin' weed, doin' in the street
How I'm playin' my shit'll a baby up
I get her faded, but her back in the
All my life I've afraid of powder
All my life I've been of power
Where did all go?
The long decision always called my
Last supper I was fuckin' the Corleones
I somethin' stronger than a quarter zone
That can me from the war unknown
Shoutout to Soulo (SOUL!) and rest in peace Joh
The devil on the other side of the hole
Any time, any place, you could bet eat
Cause my hand on the fork and the in the road
at all these new faces
I see, I see, I see
They're comin' on the but they're leavin' in suitcases
Been a criminal before digital
Used the put the weed in the sole of my blue
Hate myself up to
But the are just way too flagrant, so
I go
Throwin' up a prayer, it's a Hail
I've never been but I feel like the scripture's got it all there
It's not just and fairies, this could be my last breath
I'ma take my time, I'ma go out the same way I came in
Right by the with nothin' on my mind

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