Mac Miller - Thoughts From A Balcony Lyrics
Uh, lemme get a one-way ticket, haven't picked a destinationI'm just tryna catch the train before it has to leave the stationPackin' no bags, nothin' but the clothes on my backWith a Cognac, let me sip it, tryna to relaxRed wine up in my glass plus Filet MignonI got army right up under me, I'm Genghis KhanYeah, it's me against the world, I guess I'll take them onI might stop and see my girl, but I ain't stayin' longWhat if I'm gone, what the ***** you gon' think then?I told my story, put my life inside this ink penSaid I'll make it big when, everybody know meWell, I made it big and, everybody phonyHaha, so could you pour me, I need a cupNo, none of that liquor, mixin' purple stuffI could talk my pain, but would it hurt too muchGo head, judge me, hate cost money, but this love free[Hook]They just dreams, turn 'em to realityDouble-cup of lean, standin' on my balconyLooking at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mineAll we got is memories, so what the ***** is time?They just dreams, turn 'em to realityDouble-cup of lean, standin' on my balconyLooking at the street, thinkin' it could all be mineAll we got is memories, so what the ***** is time?So what the ***** is time?Ask 'em, what the ***** is time? (x2)[Verse 2: Mac Miller]What do you do when you think you could be an icon?Because all these people get to screamin' with the lights onLike they just seen a ghost, earn my stripes, zebra coatRacin' to the gate but my flight goneNow these writers taking shots without a NikonBut I don't fight though, figure it's a typoSeems we in some shit now, gonna be alright thoughPotion in my sprite, then my night slowsDown, down, see, that's exactly what I needMy khaki's filled with cheese. my homie Sap is on the beatLike it was "Donald Trump", a *****in' hit but I call it loveThey throw it on when I'm walkin' in the clubHey, this the Burgh shit, I don't deserve thisWell, I don't think you lookin' for me on the surfaceLearn quick, now I'm big timeFill your cup up, and I'mma sip mine[Hook]
