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[Interlude 1: Lil B]
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Time flies, time flies. As we keep living and as we keep being positive, all we can do is hold onto these memories. Mac Miller, I love you
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[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
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All of my homies used to get on my case like "when you gonna kill 'em?"
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Soon as I'm out of millions and my girl sprouts some children
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But I've been murderin' the game, almost out of victims
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This food for thought usually enough to feed a thousand pigeons
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I'm out here livin' if you wonder where I been though
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Shit bro, would you give it all up for these nymphos?
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I been broke then got rich, what's inside your wallet?
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Half man and half amazin', but that's just me bein' modest
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I'm an honest man, my mama told me never put it on the lotto and
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I work for everything I get that is my motto, fam
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So when I die, these bitches still can fuck my hologram, god... damn...
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[Bridge: Mac Miller]
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And all that drama that you comin' with, you blowin' my high
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On my way up to the function, gettin' dome in my ride
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I got 'em worried that my mind fried
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I'm goin' up before I skydive
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[Hook: Mac Miller]
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You can see the way that time flies
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Time files, try to catch it
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Time flies, time flies
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Try to catch it
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[Interlude 2: Lil B]
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Watch as time go, time moves, time flows. How do we handle these things? I am time, we are time and we have control. One thing we need to remember is that we are all in this together
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[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
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You can expect the unexpected
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These dreams are manifested from my head into reality, they seems a bit excessive, but...
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I don't stress it, two hands to count my blessings
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All the times that I've been reckless, with an ego big as Texas, thinkin' "I'm the man"
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I never let these hoes inside the plan
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My room for bullshit in the crib as small as a child's hands
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I fill the shoes and walk a path where only giants stand
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I am the fire man, shit I'm way too fly to land, yeah
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I'm smokin' weed all alone, on the road
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Even though I know they need my at home
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Keep my control from a city where it's freezin' and cold
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Each to their own, punches like this probably beat up Stallone
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[Bridge: Mac Miller]
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And all that drama that you comin' with, you blowin' my high
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On my way up to the function, gettin' dome in my ride
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I got 'em worried that my mind fried
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I'm goin' up before I skydive
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[Hook: Mac Miller]
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You can see the way that time flies
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Time files, try to catch it
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Time flies, time flies
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Try to catch it
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[Interlude 3: Lil B]
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One day we will, we will find, we will conquer, conquer with love, while time is on our side. Continue to hold to those beautiful memories. They won't be here forever, but our spirit lives on, Lil B |