Yeah, it’s chilling to think that I’ll never have the opportunity to meet Mac Miller no matter how hard I try. Kendrick though there’s still time to meet him 😁
Fr. Ive been listening to it for so long. Even when I used to chill playing black ops 2 on 360.. time flies man but I’m still here listening to it. It’s healing
Those that grew up with Mac had it the worst, I was 13 when this came out, it brings me to a place where I can feel exactly how I felt in middle school. ☹️
Song still gives me chills ❄️🥶 till this day, Never forget I was in summer school 9th grade bumping this thinking why me. Trying to find myself and what I thought love was. I'm 27 now and life is good, could be better but I'm here. RIP to a goat (Mac Miller) 🙏 🐐 😢
Kaylee, I know we’ve been long through but I just can’t escape the feeling of you, of us.. I can’t escape that I still love you. Please forgive me and be happy. I wish you nothing short of the best. I myself won’t be here for much longer. This pain sits deep inside of my chest and has been suffocating me for long enough. I wish I could tell you but I know it’s too late, you’ve moved on a long time ago. I’ll never forget the memories. I’ll see you in another life. ♾ 💚
Uh, close your eyes So watch her do the Macarena, somewhere out by Pasadena Love a drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of You a waste of the space that you take up Livin', this time around I'm not kiddin' I had an intuition 'bout these women and suspicion Got me lookin' at you different, how a man in my position Can't start slippin' down these slopes 'Cause it's all just (downhill from there) As a kid I didn't learn that, but (now I'm aware) When you a youngin' you just tryna live Your life and have some fun In a world where you have yet to see how evil it's become It's hard to have a dream when you deep inside of one And I know you hate them spirits so I keep 'em in my lungs I'm a Beatle to these young kids But sometimes I be feelin' like a needle to these young kids You had the world, you about to leave it to these young kids And we gon' show you what the love is Stay high, go for what you know Let it in your mental And don't ever let it go It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Uh, and I keep a couple Most Dope homies by me So there ain't too many times it's me, myself and Irene We stay smokin' through the night wake up, do some Tai Chi Homie can't you see I'm chillin'? Please don't fuck up my Chi Yeah, my jacket Y-3, recently been up on fashion Waste a bunch of money, kinda stinks of sastisfaction Fell asleep at Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan Ballin' like I'm Jordan, but I'm fresh as Mars Blackmon A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams A price on an idea, we never can agree They tell you what to know, but it's better to believe So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be? Still I tell 'em, "Fuck what you know, I'm feelin' comfortable" Just continue livin' life, 'cause enough of 'em don't You spent your days countin' every single penny made Restart now, 'cause we comin' for you anyways Stay high, go for what you know (yeah) Let it in your mental (Macadelic) And don't ever let it go It ain't never gonna stop 'cause You can't fight the feeling (no), feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Uh, I told you it won't stop 'cause You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Sometimes I wake up, up in the mornin', make up Wipe the smudge of makeup off my bed soon as she's gone and Take up hours upon days just to find power shit to say You won't hear it, even if your ears was pierced with Beats by Dre I mean, the sun is slowly fallin' We all surely should die eventually, so what's your callin'? Oh, you left your phone behind, identity Crisis, break mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness Jesus Christ is right near us and devil say you owe ten percent Sold your soul, I know, sold your soul and you're hopeless My focus, stare at elopin' on boats that float in the open Of oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme, you chokin' Or soakin' up game, I'm hopin' you picked the second one Change the emotion of jealousy that you're holdin' You're telling me that you're golden But really cubic zirconia, let me see I'll break you down like a pound of fire whenever Your tactics are mighty clever But even if you Mayweather, you You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Oh, fuck me Oh, oh, I want you to fuck me (I want you to fuck me) I want you to fuck me (oh, yeah) Oh, oh Oh, fuck Oh, fuck Oh, fuck Don't stop Oh
Uh, close your eyes So watch her do the Macarena, somewhere out by Pasadena Love a drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of You a waste of the space that you take up Livin', this time around I'm not kiddin' I had an intuition 'bout these women and suspicion Got me lookin' at you different, how a man in my position Can't start slippin' down these slopes 'Cause it's all just (downhill from there) As a kid I didn't learn that, but (now I'm aware) When you a youngin' you just tryna live Your life and have some fun In a world where you have yet to see how evil it's become It's hard to have a dream when you deep inside of one And I know you hate them spirits so I keep 'em in my lungs I'm a Beatle to these young kids But sometimes I be feelin' like a needle to these young kids You had the world, you about to leave it to these young kids And we gon' show you what the love is Stay high, go for what you know Let it in your mental And don't ever let it go It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Uh, and I keep a couple Most Dope homies by me So there ain't too many times it's me, myself and Irene We stay smokin' through the night wake up, do some Tai Chi Homie can't you see I'm chillin'? Please don't fuck up my Chi Yeah, my jacket Y-3, recently been up on fashion Waste a bunch of money, kinda stinks of sastisfaction Fell asleep at Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan Ballin' like I'm Jordan, but I'm fresh as Mars Blackmon A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams A price on an idea, we never can agree They tell you what to know, but it's better to believe So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be? Still I tell 'em, "Fuck what you know, I'm feelin' comfortable" Just continue livin' life, 'cause enough of 'em don't You spent your days countin' every single penny made Restart now, 'cause we comin' for you anyways Stay high, go for what you know (yeah) Let it in your mental (Macadelic) And don't ever let it go It ain't never gonna stop 'cause You can't fight the feeling (no), feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Uh, I told you it won't stop 'cause You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Sometimes I wake up, up in the mornin', make up Wipe the smudge of makeup off my bed soon as she's gone and Take up hours upon days just to find power shit to say You won't hear it, even if your ears was pierced with Beats by Dre I mean, the sun is slowly fallin' We all surely should die eventually, so what's your callin'? Oh, you left your phone behind, identity Crisis, break mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness Jesus Christ is right near us and devil say you owe ten percent Sold your soul, I know, sold your soul and you're hopeless My focus, stare at elopin' on boats that float in the open Of oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme, you chokin' Or soakin' up game, I'm hopin' you picked the second one Change the emotion of jealousy that you're holdin' You're telling me that you're golden But really cubic zirconia, let me see I'll break you down like a pound of fire whenever Your tactics are mighty clever But even if you Mayweather, you You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no
Uh, close your eyes So watch her do the Macarena, somewhere out by Pasadena Love a drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of You a waste of the space that you take up Livin', this time around I'm not kiddin' I had an intuition 'bout these women and suspicion Got me lookin' at you different, how a man in my position Can't start slippin' down these slopes 'Cause it's all just (downhill from there) As a kid I didn't learn that, but (now I'm aware) When you a youngin' you just tryna live Your life and have some fun In a world where you have yet to see how evil it's become It's hard to have a dream when you deep inside of one And I know you hate them spirits so I keep 'em in my lungs I'm a Beatle to these young kids But sometimes I be feelin' like a needle to these young kids You had the world, you about to leave it to these young kids And we gon' show you what the love is Stay high, go for what you know Let it in your mental And don't ever let it go It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Uh, and I keep a couple Most Dope homies by me So there ain't too many times it's me, myself and Irene We stay smokin' through the night wake up, do some Tai Chi Homie can't you see I'm chillin'? Please don't fuck up my Chi Yeah, my jacket Y-3, recently been up on fashion Waste a bunch of money, kinda stinks of sastisfaction Fell asleep at Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan Ballin' like I'm Jordan, but I'm fresh as Mars Blackmon A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams A price on an idea, we never can agree They tell you what to know, but it's better to believe So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be? Still I tell 'em, "Fuck what you know, I'm feelin' comfortable" Just continue livin' life, 'cause enough of 'em don't You spent your days countin' every single penny made Restart now, 'cause we comin' for you anyways Stay high, go for what you know (yeah) Let it in your mental (Macadelic) And don't ever let it go It ain't never gonna stop 'cause You can't fight the feeling (no), feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Uh, I told you it won't stop 'cause You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Sometimes I wake up, up in the mornin', make up Wipe the smudge of makeup off my bed soon as she's gone and Take up hours upon days just to find power shit to say You won't hear it, even if your ears was pierced with Beats by Dre I mean, the sun is slowly fallin' We all surely should die eventually, so what's your callin'? Oh, you left your phone behind, identity Crisis, break mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness Jesus Christ is right near us and devil say you owe ten percent Sold your soul, I know, sold your soul and you're hopeless My focus, stare at elopin' on boats that float in the open Of oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme, you chokin' Or soakin' up game, I'm hopin' you picked the second one Change the emotion of jealousy that you're holdin' You're telling me that you're golden But really cubic zirconia, let me see I'll break you down like a pound of fire whenever Your tactics are mighty clever But even if you Mayweather, you You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no
