The Star Room (original Version) Lyrics - Mac Miller

Hallelujah, thank God I have a future 

Prayin' I don't waste it gettin' faded 

Cause I'm smoking , till I'm coughin' up tar 

Through the surge, energy curve like a lumbar 

I don't act hard, I still read Babar 

Trippin' out, lookin' at a bunch of Google map stars, shit 

They got a app for... that 

But me, I'm still trapped inside my head, it kinda feel like it's a purgatory 

So polite and white, but I got family who would murder for me 

Think I'm living paradise, so would I have to worry 'bout? 

Dealing with these demons, feel the pressure, find the perfect style 

Making sure my mom and dad are still somewhat in love 

All these backfires of my experiments with drugs 

And I experience the touch of my epiphany in color form 

The difference between love and war inform me -- I'm above the norm 

But, give me anybody though, I'll gladly chew his face off, them bath salts 

Rhyming like it's summertime on asphalt, hot 

Haven't picked a major label, think I'm blackballed 

I still don't got the heart to pick my phone up when my dad calls 

Will he recognize his son when he hears my voice? 

I put this music against my life, I think I fear the choice 

And I don't know what I'm running from, but I'm running still 

I conversate with acquaintances, but it's nothing real 

I'm from a city that you hear and think a bunch of steel 

So a hundred mills wouldn't make me sign a fucking deal 

Money kills, that's the truth, it's called the root of evil 

But I want that Rolls Royce that the homie Lennon drove 

So, if you ain't talkin' bout some money I'mma send you home 

Unconventional, special but unprofessional 

Adolescent expression that's letting me meet these centerfolds 

As troubles fill my mind capacity, I let them go 

If I was Johnny Depp in Blow, I would let it snow 

That's just me all wilding out and being extra dope 

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And if God was a human it'd be yours truly 

Watching horror movies with some foreign groupies 

Thinking this decor suits me 

I do drugs to get more loopy 

I'm in tune to ancient jujitsu spirituals it's blissful 

Looking out as far as eyes can see 

I'm glad that me and this elevation could finally meet 

I think I'm JFK's final speech 

They try assassinating all of my beliefs 

But I'm asleep so whisper to me for some peace of mind 

And he be high some weed to grind on top a Jesus shrine 

Twenty thousand on my watch cause I needed time 

If y'all would leave me the fuck alone, that'd be divine 

Can't decide if you like all the fame 

Three years ago to now, it's just not the same 

I'm looking my window ashing on the pane 

Shit, wonder if I lost my way 

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Don't you ever wanna hide away 

Poseidon triumph in the eyes of rain 

Won't give a fuck about tomorrow if I die today 

I'll greet the devil with a smilin' face 

Shit, that God fellow may reside in space 

As, time's a wasting I'm freebasing with Freemasons 

My girl's switchin' the locks, the keys keep changin' 

Dreamin' of places my own personal creations 

If there's a party in heaven I plan to leave wasted 

Retracin' my steps way back to biblical times 

We-We all gon' end up meetin' at the finishin' line