Thoughts From A Balcony Lyrics - Macadelic - Mac Miller

[Verse 1: Mac Miller] 

Uh, lemme get a one-way ticket, haven't picked a destination 

I'm just tryna catch the train before it has to leave the station 

Packin' no bags, nothin' but the clothes on my back 

With a Cognac, let me sip it, tryna to relax 

Red wine up in my glass plus Filet Mignon 

I got army right up under me, I'm Genghis Khan 

Yeah, it's me against the world, I guess I'll take them on 

I might stop and see my girl, but I ain't stayin' long 

What if I'm gone, what the fuck you gon' think then? 

I told my story, put my life inside this ink pen 

Said I'll make it big when, everybody know me 

Well, I made it big and, everybody phony 

Haha, so could you pour me, I need a cup 

No, none of that liquor, mixin' purple stuff 

I could talk my pain, but would it hurt too much 

Go head, judge me, hate cost money, but this love free 

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[Hook] 

They just dreams, turn 'em to reality 

Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony 

Looking at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mine 

All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time? 

They just dreams, turn 'em to reality 

Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony 

Looking at the street, thinkin' it could all be mine 

All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time? 

So what the fuck is time? 

Ask 'em, what the fuck is time? (x2) 

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[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 on 

Like they just seen a ghost, earn my stripes, zebra coat 

Racin' to the gate but my flight gone 

Now these writers taking shots without a Nikon 

But I don't fight though, figure it's a typo 

Seems we in some shit now, gonna be alright though 

Potion in my sprite, then my night slows, down, down 

See, that's exactly what I need 

My khaki's filled with cheese, my homie Sap is on the beat 

Like it was "Donald Trump", a fucking hit but I call it love 

They throw it on when I'm walking in the club 

Hey, this the Burgh shit, I don't deserve this 

Well, I don't think you lookin' for me on the surface 

Learn quick, now I'm big time 

Fill your cup up, and I'mma sip mine 

[Hook] 

They just dreams, turn 'em to reality 

Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony 

Looking at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mine 

All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time? 

They just dreams, turn 'em to reality 

Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony 

Looking at the street, thinkin' it could all be mine 

All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time? 

So what the fuck is time? 

Ask 'em, what the fuck is time? (x2)