Mac Miller, John Record - Smoke Signals lyrics

(yeah) When we reminisce
(yeah) When we reminisce
(yeah) When we reminisce

Let the smoke signal guide you
Back home like Indians and lend a spliff
And bullshit with my kinsmen
The Yuengling coolin' me down from
The heat on the streets (yeah)
Take me back to those times of peace
Let me see those leaves turn
At Frick, and kick flows, that's sick
And think back to chicks who
Loved my magic stick

When you look back, Malcolm (What's good?)
Never forget, never regret the outcome
Never tear or spend a year askin'
"How come?"
Lookin' for love, 'cause you found some
Never let a dime infiltrate your mind
She has no right questionin' McCormick design
Never quest for beef
Always be cordial in rhymes
Never bored with your time
On this planet Earth
Take a nap, take a snap, but
When you take it for granted, it hurts
Try to be thrifty, so you manage your worth
Expect the best but plan for the worst
Never take advice from those
Who never question themselves
But, your mental health should never
Be menaced by doubt mM, I'm your MC Mentor
There for sure when things go south
I'm out, en route to beat back the nookie
(Ha) she says she loves me, what she want
Half a cookie?
Never contemplate life when you're
Higher than giraffe pussy

Met Rec, the rest is history (yeah, yeah)
'Cause him and me, well
We hit the weed in between the misery
We spit for free
We had dreams of gettin' cream
But things don't always go
Exactly how they seem the big kids
They talkin' 'bout they big guns
But, I just chill, lay back
Hear the kick drum
Boom kak, boom ba boom kak
Around and back, now I'm gettin' off track
And I saw rap as a way to get away
From everybody tellin' me today is not my day
My day, my week, my month, my year, my tears
Held back, confronted by my fears
This endless intelligence, my mind can expand
As high as I am, chill
I'll be fine with a gram (Ha)
'Cause, I'll be bumpin' through
The speaker box, tryna bust a flow
At first an outcast lookin'
For the love below but don't mistake my
Terminology for philosophy
Screamin' 'til I get what I want
Like a toddler be
Urban mythology, the words of the prophecy
The prodigy
See deep inside your mind like psychology
Taught to be verbal
Passin' purple in the circle like
We pass a word savor the mind but you
Attack happens fast and your ass'll swerve
Got a question, ask it first
Pass the purp and mash the verse

(yeah, yeah, Easy Mac, John Record)
Let the smoke signal guide you
Back home like Indians (yeah)
And lend a spliff
And bullshit with my kinsmen
The Yuengling coolin' me down from
The heat on the streets
Take me back to those times of peace
(Where you wanna go?)
Let me see those leaves turn
At Frick, and kick flows, that's sick
And think back to chicks who
Loved my magic stick
(yeah, Easy Mac, John Record)
Let the smoke signal guide you
Back home like Indians and lend a spliff
And bullshit with my kinsmen
The Yuengling coolin' me down from
The heat on the streets
Take me back to those times of peace
Let me see those leaves turn
At Frick, and kick flows, that's sick
And think back to chicks who
Loved my magic stick

Yeah, Pittsburgh i like that

Ha, yeah