Mac MillerThese Dayz

Light the way, was it your stay You got the right to leave Is who I like to be, You say I may be loosing sight of things And I might agree, but we’re living in a digital world Told me that you wasn’t a material girl And I realized, those don’t exist Freedom of the mind, that’s the only list And they told me no but I did it Ain’t got shit for these bitches Living life with no limits Days becoming so different Get money, fuck hoes, When you’re eating, your stomach grows Who’s that, love to know, it’s … here, doesn’t show Making music just because I love to If you hating on me, say I’m fuck you And it’s simple but it means a lot This is what I do, I don’t need to talk Yeh, I try to do a lot of things, couldn’t focus on everything I think I’m really good at many things The phone’s calling, that’s the devil ring I’m not gonna answer that phone, I’m already took the road back home Been on this road for so long, And all I do is sit and make sad songs What the fuck happened to that nice kid That you knew when he released that mixtape called… And everybody thought that he would be so big Until he lost focus cause he got so sick With all the bullshit that they always do Tell you what you gotta do, everybody’s watching you And you just wanna scream in opera, I think I need to see a doctor I keep on moving, keep on moving I got something to say, I’m not finished… This my motherfucking time, and I’ma do this shit Cause I was meant to do this motherfucking shit The funny thing, the funny thing is This song isn’t just a song, because I’ve dreamed on this song And passed days and I woke up, and it was the future It’s funny when the future is things that you dream Because you never understand what they mean at that time But then in the forward of motion, of seconds and minutes and hours You finally realize that they were all secret messages From people you don’t know but you might have seen In a past life or a life in the future Or whatever the fuck this whole thing means That you just will never figure out, so stop trying © 2018