Mac Miller - So Far To Go lyrics
[Mac Miller - So Far To Go lyrics]
Oh, yo (Thank y'all for tunin' in) One of
The greatest of all time
(Uh The Jukebox) J Dilla (Change my life)
(Uh Mac Miller) We miss you
(What up, Dilla?) What up, Haze? What up
Capcom? (We miss you right here
You know what I'm sayin'?)
East End Empire, TreeJTV (Hip-hop, Hip-Hop)
So I felt that it would be necessary
(I got love for my peoples)
Mac Miller to talk to the people
(And that ain't gon' stop)
J Dilla, what up? () uh
I got my mind in the clouds
In paradise livin' with style
My mom should be proud
I've been dedicated now for a while
I'm in love with Hip-Hop
I'm in love with life
I'm in love with the days, late nights, kush
Money i'm in love with this mic
And now time on my side 'cause I'm
Young and I'm grindin' so hard
Plus I'm sayin' somethin' every single time
That I'm rhymin' my bars
I'm just a child, y'all gon' see me grow
But now I know, I've got so far to go
Uh
Sometimes I think about this time next year
Grindin' to the fullest
Kickin' rhymes for your ears
I wonder if they hear me now
Comin' fresh with a style the illest child
Always chillin' with a smile
'Cause Hip-Hop waitin' for me back at home
We just need to have a little time alone
'Cause lately I've been livin'
Life by my phone
Tryna do business, mind on my dough
Woah, hold up, let me take a rest
Bring it back with my dogs
Like I'm playin' fetch
I'm tryna be the future, moldin' the CD
Somethin' bumpin' out the system on repeat
My mind's elevated like ET
Work hard in quick sand, knee deep
You know I'm always doin'
Double like a re-read
It's like I play the whole
Game with a cheat sheet
Dollar signs to my name like Too Short
Gonna go broke with this taxin' on Newports
I'm unhealthy, workin' to succeed
Tryna spit out more words than I can read
Stayin' up late
Keep burnin' through this weed
My grandma probably turnin' in
Her G-R-A-V-E, grave, that's right
Spellin' bee champ, fifth grade
This my job, I'm about my guap
Keep it fresh like shoes right out the box
I'm just tryna give you
Somethin' loud that knocks
So far to go, but I'm never gon' stop
I got my mind in the clouds
In paradise livin' with style
My mom should be proud
I've been dedicated now for a while
I'm in love with Hip-Hop
I'm in love with life
I'm in love with the days, late nights, kush
Money i'm in love with this mic
And now time on my side 'cause I'm
Young and I'm grindin' so hard
Plus I'm sayin' somethin' every single time
That I'm rhymin' my bars
I'm just a child, y'all gon' see me grow
But now I know, I've got so far to go
The greatest of all time
(Uh The Jukebox) J Dilla (Change my life)
(Uh Mac Miller) We miss you
(What up, Dilla?) What up, Haze? What up
Capcom? (We miss you right here
You know what I'm sayin'?)
East End Empire, TreeJTV (Hip-hop, Hip-Hop)
So I felt that it would be necessary
(I got love for my peoples)
Mac Miller to talk to the people
(And that ain't gon' stop)
J Dilla, what up? () uh
I got my mind in the clouds
In paradise livin' with style
My mom should be proud
I've been dedicated now for a while
I'm in love with Hip-Hop
I'm in love with life
I'm in love with the days, late nights, kush
Money i'm in love with this mic
And now time on my side 'cause I'm
Young and I'm grindin' so hard
Plus I'm sayin' somethin' every single time
That I'm rhymin' my bars
I'm just a child, y'all gon' see me grow
But now I know, I've got so far to go
Uh
Sometimes I think about this time next year
Grindin' to the fullest
Kickin' rhymes for your ears
I wonder if they hear me now
Comin' fresh with a style the illest child
Always chillin' with a smile
'Cause Hip-Hop waitin' for me back at home
We just need to have a little time alone
'Cause lately I've been livin'
Life by my phone
Tryna do business, mind on my dough
Woah, hold up, let me take a rest
Bring it back with my dogs
Like I'm playin' fetch
I'm tryna be the future, moldin' the CD
Somethin' bumpin' out the system on repeat
My mind's elevated like ET
Work hard in quick sand, knee deep
You know I'm always doin'
Double like a re-read
It's like I play the whole
Game with a cheat sheet
Dollar signs to my name like Too Short
Gonna go broke with this taxin' on Newports
I'm unhealthy, workin' to succeed
Tryna spit out more words than I can read
Stayin' up late
Keep burnin' through this weed
My grandma probably turnin' in
Her G-R-A-V-E, grave, that's right
Spellin' bee champ, fifth grade
This my job, I'm about my guap
Keep it fresh like shoes right out the box
I'm just tryna give you
Somethin' loud that knocks
So far to go, but I'm never gon' stop
I got my mind in the clouds
In paradise livin' with style
My mom should be proud
I've been dedicated now for a while
I'm in love with Hip-Hop
I'm in love with life
I'm in love with the days, late nights, kush
Money i'm in love with this mic
And now time on my side 'cause I'm
Young and I'm grindin' so hard
Plus I'm sayin' somethin' every single time
That I'm rhymin' my bars
I'm just a child, y'all gon' see me grow
But now I know, I've got so far to go