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

[Verse 1: Sweatshirt]
In '09, we still on the bus, nigga
Before Nak was deluxe, when I have a brush
When it still hoes tryna fuck with me
Fore I cleaned up a bit it's company comin'
I ain't know we were on the of the money
get a few bucks under custody
And my brothers was all Syd's brothers
So my kin gully and my skin
And thick lens 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 at the show look astounded
And posted up
In the cut so that it's pus 'round me
Catch him in the or dusk hours
out the pound, [?]
If your tux lousy you can't sit with us, nah
Can't call it harsh livin' 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 out that's harder than this?
Chargin' like a Tomlison win, nigga
Slight frown on the brow on the brim, brown
Runnin' wild on the route that was
When the clouds out
I'm out with my face in the shallow, again

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

2: Da$h]
Drugs got me feelin' Vigo Carpathian
look at the state he's in
The critically acclaimed, slang contortionist
That ain't suckin' dick
Said it with my in grip
hand got a cork 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
Cops still lockin' up for quotas
Brain still numb from the shit in the soda,
A generation
Facin' a [?], off
Warrants filed for the cases fought
And them drugs get by debatin' cost
You ain't Superman while cape was off
Just Clark, nigga, in his high rise
see the bright side of life
And a nigga just keep comin' back with a picture
like hard liquor, and see people are books
So you a mothafucka by the first page
And a bitch by the back
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

Mac Miller]

[Verse 3: Mac
he dizzy off the up's and down's
Got a little Whitney, put it in a for now
She was to get me high, why the fuck I wanna die now?
And I'm strung out on this couch
In a big white ugly house, I told the bitch down
runnin' your mouth
You holdin' my money, just shut up and
My right nostril worked in a week
Plus the got work, like he servin' for a sheep
Me, I'm swervin' in the
weed, doin' circles in the street
How I'm playin' my wake a baby up
I get her faded, but her in the labia
All my life I've been of powder
All my life I've been afraid of
did all that go?
The long decision called my phone
Last supper I was fuckin' the Corleones
I need somethin' stronger than a quarter
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 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
a criminal before schedule digital
Used the put the weed in the sole of my Asics
Hate 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 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, cause 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 with the shallow soul
Shallow
I've been drowning with this soul
Shallow soul, shallow
You are drinking from a soul
Shallow soul, shallow
(fades)