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Mac Miller - Weekend (feat. Miguel) [Lyrics]

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سال2015

دورانیہ3m

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7.2

Lyrics: [Intro]  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo Uh, uh, uh, uh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo Yo, now [Verse 1: Mac Miller]  I got a little bit of money fillin' my pockets Roll around like I run this shit  I got a system filled up with toxins Ive been broken-hearted, now it's fuck that bitch Getting high to deal with my problems Fucking bitches and getting drunk as shit  But these bitches getting obnoxious They nothin' to me though I love this shit  Go long days, longer nights Talk too much, the wrong advice All the lights, and call my life Doctor, doctor, will you help me Keep me healthy, keep it low, this where hell be  Ain't shit you can tell me now Fuck this rap shit, man I'm sellin' out  Ooh shit, with my new bitch you jealous now  Smokin' weed at the crib watching Belly now  All the pain that they causin' like fuck it we ballin' now everythin' straight You feeling the feeling, I'm chilling, just living, I'm living away  Conversations we having, I'm getting too static, too much on my plate  Lord I need me a break  [Hook: Miguel & Mac Miller]  But I be good by the weekend I be good by the weekend Everything good by the weekend Everything will be good by the weekend We going out tonight, yeah we going out tonight, like fuck it We going out tonight, yeah we going out tonight, fuck it We going out tonight, yeah we going out tonight We going out tonight, yeah we going out tonight  [Verse 2: Mac Miller] I been having trouble sleeping Battling these demons Wondering what's the thing that keeps me breathing Is it money, fame or neither  I been thinking about the places that I frequent All the people that I see  I’m just out here livin' decent  What do it mean to be a G  And all the time we fall behind, bitches in the concubine, I call her mine, crazy  She ain't' God as I, I make water wine, pause in time  It's common, they often hate me  Never will I walk in line, I cross the T's and dot the I's  Wondering well, wonderin' how I got this high Fell and asleep and forgo