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

[Verse 1: Sweatshirt]
In '09, we were on the bus, nigga
Nak was deluxe, when I didn't have a brush
When it still wasn't hoes fuck with me
I cleaned up a bit like it's company comin'
I ain't we were on the cusp of the money
get a few bucks under custody
And my twin was all Syd's brothers
So my kin gully and my toughened
And thick lens my eyes now
They bright, nigga, I'm just now
And if this a different way to clear my out
I need to find out, I'm fine now
And I don't as stupid when I talk now
And everybody at the show astounded
And posted up
In the cut so much that it's pus 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 fuck
Is as large as it gets
And you workin', arm and a leg
Say he workin' but he just talkin' he ain't workin'
a long distance, bitch
Who you know that's out that's than this?
Chargin' niggas like a win, nigga
frown on the brow on the brim, color brown
Runnin' wild on the that was picked
the clouds branch out
I'm out with my face in the shallow, drownin'

[Hook: Mac
I've drownin' with this shallow soul
soul, shallow soul
You are drinkin' from a shallow
soul, shallow soul

[Verse 2:
Drugs got me feelin' like Vigo
Just at the state he's in
The most acclaimed, slang contortionist
That ain't suckin' dick
Said it with my in grip
hand got a cork to hit
All this Ralph be the
Walked in and said I needed all the
As well as the one on my
Feel like my got pneumonia, blunt laced, covered in odor
Cops still lockin' niggas up for
Brain still numb from the in the soda, soft
A generation
Facin' a [?], off
Warrants bein' for the cases fought
And them drugs get obtained by debatin'
You ain't Superman while that was off
Just Clark, nigga, spittin' in his high
Tryna see the bright side of
And a just keep comin' back with a dark picture
It's like hard liquor, and see are books
So you judge a by the first page
And a bitch by the cover
The [?]The is long-sleeved, so the tats covered
Real ones, I'm the brother, when they see me on stage
They said my was so insane
It was Cobain hit his last number

Mac Miller]

[Verse 3: Mac
Isn't he dizzy off the 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 this dusty
In a big ugly house, I told the bitch slow down
Stop your mouth
You holdin' my money, shut up and count
My right nostril hasn't in a week
Plus the plug got work, like he servin' for a
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 in the labia
All my life I've afraid of powder
All my life I've been afraid of
Where did all go?
The long always called my phone
Last supper I was with the Corleones
I need somethin' stronger a quarter zone
That can save me from the war
Shoutout to Soulo (SOUL!) and rest in Alori Joh
The devil on the other of the glory hole
Any time, any place, you could bet eat
Cause my hand on the and the fork in the road
Look at all these new
I see, I see, I see
They're comin' on the plane but leavin' in suitcases
a criminal before schedule digital
Used the put the weed in the sole of my blue
Hate up to strangers
But the raps are way too flagrant, so
I go
Throwin' up a prayer, a Hail Mary
I've never been religious but I like the scripture's got it all there
It's not just and fairies, this could be my last breath
I'ma my time, cause I'ma go out the same way I came in
by the pussy with nothin' on my mind

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