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lirik lagu thoughts from a balcony – mac miller


thoughts from a balcony

[verse 1: mac miller]
uh, lemme 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 gl*ss plus filet mignon
i got an 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?
what the, what the f*ck is time?
ask ’em, what the f*ck is time? (i don’t know)
what the f*ck is time?
ask ’em, what the f*ck is time?

[verse 2: mac miller]
what do you do when you think you could be a 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 sh*t 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 luck
they throw it on when i’m walking in the club
hey, this the burgh sh*t, i don’t deserve this
well, i don’t think you lookin’ for me on the surface
learn quick, now i’m big time
fill your cup up, and i’m a sip mine

[hook]


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