MAC MILLER TYPE BEAT 2024 X SZA TYPE BEAT "SMILE" | BALLOONERISM TYPE BEAT

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[@issyahboii28]

Bro I love your beats, always a great listen for some freestyling

[@januariomusic]

What a melodyy 🥶

[@hyperionsama]

great song, but soooo fast hahaha

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[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Okay, I went to sleep faded, then I woke up invisible (Wow)
Keep the ingredients, but I got the kitchen full (Woah)
My thoughts is cynical, actions unpredictable
Supermodel bitches hold auditions in my swimmin' pool (Woo)
This feelin' is feelin' pretty invincible (I know)
Pray this life reciprocal, and I'ma come back an eagle
Thirsty for evil, the wine chilled in Hell (Right here)
I gave my life to this shit, already killed myself (Woo)
(No, no, no, no, no) We ain't the same, homie (No)
The world afraid to change, but it changed on me (Woah)
Always been the realest, keep the same homies (Uh-huh)
So that bullshit fades slowly [Chorus: Mac Miller]
It's goin' (Goin'), goin' (Goin'), goin' (Goin'; Okay), goin' (Goin'; Ooh)
Goin' (Goin'), goin' (Goin'), goin' (Goin'), goin' (Goin')
Will you follow? (Ooh)
Where are you goin'? (Watch it go, woah-woah-woah, woah-woah-woah)
Where are you goin'? (Woah-woah-woah, woah-woah-woah)
Where are you goin'? (Woah-woah-woah, woah-woah-woah)
Where the fuck are you going? (Woah, woah)
Okay (Woah-woah-woah, wow)
Goin' (Goin', goin', woah-woah-woah, yeah, wow)
[Verse 2: Mac Miller & Delusional Thomas]
Okay, I went to sleep famous and I woke up invisible
Rich as fuck and miserable
At least I did Kimmel and Arsenio, my mom got it on video
That's the shit I live for, all this other shit is trivial (One, two, go)
Wi-wi-wi-will you bear witness to a miracle?
I don't know, I'm not a kid no more, comin' for those residuals (That money)
Be asleep in a couple minutes
My bitch have a nightmare, wake up, made me some cereal (Woo, woo, woo)
She knows I love my cereal (She know it)
The sun come up, look at her face, said, "Oh my God, here we go"
(Don't blow it) Yeah
Am I okay? Fuck no
Just so nuts, so
Need to let the drugs go
Tryna find Heaven, I get high but never come close
We still wonder why we'll never learn to love
It's because all the air is filled with gun smoke
A middle finger to the cyber gods
Fall back or I'ma fuck around and let this virus off (Get it)
In the mud, fuck your brainwash, I'm signin' off (Dead)
Can't kill a god with an upload