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[Intro: Sweatshirt]
Yeah you know I'm 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 were on the bus, nigga
Before Nak was deluxe, when I didn't a brush
it still wasn't hoes tryna fuck with me
Fore I cleaned up a bit like company comin'
I ain't we were on the cusp of the money
Tryna get a few bucks custody
And my brothers was all Syd's brothers
So my kin gully and my toughened
And thick lens my eyes now
bright, nigga, I'm just high now
And if this a way to clear my mind out
I need to find out, I'm doing now
And I don't as stupid when I talk now
And everybody at the show look
And up drowsy
In the cut so that it's pus 'round me
him in the daytime or dusk hours
out the pound, [?]
If your tux lousy you can't sit with us, nah
Can't call it livin' when the margin
you and all these fuck 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 know out that's harder than this?
Chargin' niggas a Tomlison win, nigga
Slight frown on the brow on the brim, brown
Runnin' wild on the route was picked
the clouds branch out
I'm out with my face in the shallow, drownin'

[Hook: Mac
I've been drownin' with this shallow
Shallow soul, soul
You are drinkin' 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 corporate dick
Said it my balls in grip
hand got a cork to hit
All Ralph be the sportsmanship
Walked in and said I all the chips
As well as the one on my
like my heart got pneumonia, blunt laced, covered in odor
Cops lockin' niggas up for quotas
Brain still from the shit in the soda, soft
A generation
Facin' a [?], off
Warrants bein' filed for the cases
And drugs get obtained by debatin' cost
You Superman while that cape was off
Just Clark, nigga, spittin' in his rise
Tryna see the bright side of
And a nigga keep comin' back with a dark picture
like hard liquor, and see people are books
So you judge a mothafucka by the first
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 said my was so insane
It was like Cobain hit his number

[Hook: Mac

3: Mac Miller]
Isn't he dizzy off the up's and
Got a little Whitney, put it in a for now
She was supposed to get me high, why the fuck I die now?
And I'm strung out on this couch
In a big white ugly house, I told the bitch slow
Stop runnin' mouth
You holdin' my money, just shut up and
My right nostril worked in a week
Plus the plug got work, he servin' for a sheep
Me, I'm swervin' in the
Burnin' weed, doin' circles in the
How I'm playin' my shit'll wake a up
I get her faded, but her back in the
All my life I've afraid of powder
All my life been afraid of power
did all that go?
The long decision always called my
Last I was fuckin' with the Corleones
I need somethin' stronger a quarter zone
That can save me the war unknown
to Soulo (SOUL!) and rest in peace Alori Joh
The devil on the other of the glory hole
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
They're comin' on the plane but leavin' in suitcases
Been a before schedule digital
Used the put the weed in the sole of my Asics
myself up to strangers
But the raps are 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 gypsies 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 pussy nothin' on my mind

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