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Mac Miller – Thoughts From A Balcony lyrics
[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Let me get a one-way ticket, haven't picked a destination
I'm just tryna catch the train before it has to leave the station
Packin' no bags, nothin' but the clothes on my back
With a Cognac, let me sip it, tryna to relax
Red wine up in my glass plus Filet Mignon
I got army right up under me, I'm Genghis Khan
Yeah, it's me against the world, I guess I'll take them on
I might stop and see my girl, but I ain't stayin' long
What if I'm gone, what the f-ck you gon' think then?
I told my story, put my life inside this ink pen
Said I'll make it big when, everybody know me
Well, I made it big and, everybody phony
Haha, so could you pour me, I need a cup
No, none of that liquor, mixin' purple stuff
I could talk my pain, but would it hurt too much
Go head, judge me, hate cost money, but this love free

[Hook:]
They just dreams, turn 'em to reality
Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony
Looking at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mine
All we got is memories, so what the f-ck is time?

They just dreams, turn 'em to reality
Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony
Looking at the street, thinkin' it could all be mine
All we got is memories, so what the f-ck is time?

So what the f-ck is time?
Ask 'em, what the f-ck is time? (x2)

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
What do you do when you think you could be an icon?
Because all these people get to screamin' with the lights on
Like they just seen a ghost, earn my stripes, zebra coat
Racin' to the gate but my flight gone
And now these writers taking shots without a Nikon
But I don't fight though, figure it's a typo
Seems we in some shit now, gonna be alright though
Potion in my sprite, then my night slows... Down, down
See, that's exactly what I need
My khaki's filled with cheese, my homie Sap is on the beat
Like it was "Donald Trump", a f-ckin' hit but I just call it love
They throw it on when I'm walkin' in the club
Hey, this the Burgh shit, I don't deserve this
Well, I don't think you lookin' far beyond the surface
Learn quick, now I'm big time
Fill your cup up, and I'mma sip mine

[Hook:]
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Songwriters: Adrian John Lim-Klumpes, David Bowman, Jonathan King, Laurence Ivan R. Pike, Malcolm McCormick, Neal Francis Sutherland, Richard Anthony D. Pike
Thoughts From A Balcony lyrics © BMG Rights Management

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