Yeah, it’s chilling to think that I’ll never have the opportunity to meet Mac Miller no matter how hard I try. Kendrick though there’s still time to meet him 😁
Those that grew up with Mac had it the worst, I was 13 when this came out, it brings me to a place where I can feel exactly how I felt in middle school. ☹️
Song still gives me chills ❄️🥶 till this day, Never forget I was in summer school 9th grade bumping this thinking why me. Trying to find myself and what I thought love was. I'm 27 now and life is good, could be better but I'm here. RIP to a goat (Mac Miller) 🙏 🐐 😢
Kaylee, I know we’ve been long through but I just can’t escape the feeling of you, of us.. I can’t escape that I still love you. Please forgive me and be happy. I wish you nothing short of the best. I myself won’t be here for much longer. This pain sits deep inside of my chest and has been suffocating me for long enough. I wish I could tell you but I know it’s too late, you’ve moved on a long time ago. I’ll never forget the memories. I’ll see you in another life. ♾ 💚
Uh, close your eyes So watch her do the Macarena, somewhere out by Pasadena Love a drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of You a waste of the space that you take up Livin', this time around I'm not kiddin' I had an intuition 'bout these women and suspicion Got me lookin' at you different, how a man in my position Can't start slippin' down these slopes 'Cause it's all just (downhill from there) As a kid I didn't learn that, but (now I'm aware) When you a youngin' you just tryna live Your life and have some fun In a world where you have yet to see how evil it's become It's hard to have a dream when you deep inside of one And I know you hate them spirits so I keep 'em in my lungs I'm a Beatle to these young kids But sometimes I be feelin' like a needle to these young kids You had the world, you about to leave it to these young kids And we gon' show you what the love is Stay high, go for what you know Let it in your mental And don't ever let it go It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Uh, and I keep a couple Most Dope homies by me So there ain't too many times it's me, myself and Irene We stay smokin' through the night wake up, do some Tai Chi Homie can't you see I'm chillin'? Please don't fuck up my Chi Yeah, my jacket Y-3, recently been up on fashion Waste a bunch of money, kinda stinks of sastisfaction Fell asleep at Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan Ballin' like I'm Jordan, but I'm fresh as Mars Blackmon A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams A price on an idea, we never can agree They tell you what to know, but it's better to believe So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be? Still I tell 'em, "Fuck what you know, I'm feelin' comfortable" Just continue livin' life, 'cause enough of 'em don't You spent your days countin' every single penny made Restart now, 'cause we comin' for you anyways Stay high, go for what you know (yeah) Let it in your mental (Macadelic) And don't ever let it go It ain't never gonna stop 'cause You can't fight the feeling (no), feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Uh, I told you it won't stop 'cause You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Sometimes I wake up, up in the mornin', make up Wipe the smudge of makeup off my bed soon as she's gone and Take up hours upon days just to find power shit to say You won't hear it, even if your ears was pierced with Beats by Dre I mean, the sun is slowly fallin' We all surely should die eventually, so what's your callin'? Oh, you left your phone behind, identity Crisis, break mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness Jesus Christ is right near us and devil say you owe ten percent Sold your soul, I know, sold your soul and you're hopeless My focus, stare at elopin' on boats that float in the open Of oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme, you chokin' Or soakin' up game, I'm hopin' you picked the second one Change the emotion of jealousy that you're holdin' You're telling me that you're golden But really cubic zirconia, let me see I'll break you down like a pound of fire whenever Your tactics are mighty clever But even if you Mayweather, you You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Oh, fuck me Oh, oh, I want you to fuck me (I want you to fuck me) I want you to fuck me (oh, yeah) Oh, oh Oh, fuck Oh, fuck Oh, fuck Don't stop Oh
Uh, close your eyes So watch her do the Macarena, somewhere out by Pasadena Love a drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of You a waste of the space that you take up Livin', this time around I'm not kiddin' I had an intuition 'bout these women and suspicion Got me lookin' at you different, how a man in my position Can't start slippin' down these slopes 'Cause it's all just (downhill from there) As a kid I didn't learn that, but (now I'm aware) When you a youngin' you just tryna live Your life and have some fun In a world where you have yet to see how evil it's become It's hard to have a dream when you deep inside of one And I know you hate them spirits so I keep 'em in my lungs I'm a Beatle to these young kids But sometimes I be feelin' like a needle to these young kids You had the world, you about to leave it to these young kids And we gon' show you what the love is Stay high, go for what you know Let it in your mental And don't ever let it go It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Uh, and I keep a couple Most Dope homies by me So there ain't too many times it's me, myself and Irene We stay smokin' through the night wake up, do some Tai Chi Homie can't you see I'm chillin'? Please don't fuck up my Chi Yeah, my jacket Y-3, recently been up on fashion Waste a bunch of money, kinda stinks of sastisfaction Fell asleep at Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan Ballin' like I'm Jordan, but I'm fresh as Mars Blackmon A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams A price on an idea, we never can agree They tell you what to know, but it's better to believe So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be? Still I tell 'em, "Fuck what you know, I'm feelin' comfortable" Just continue livin' life, 'cause enough of 'em don't You spent your days countin' every single penny made Restart now, 'cause we comin' for you anyways Stay high, go for what you know (yeah) Let it in your mental (Macadelic) And don't ever let it go It ain't never gonna stop 'cause You can't fight the feeling (no), feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Uh, I told you it won't stop 'cause You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Sometimes I wake up, up in the mornin', make up Wipe the smudge of makeup off my bed soon as she's gone and Take up hours upon days just to find power shit to say You won't hear it, even if your ears was pierced with Beats by Dre I mean, the sun is slowly fallin' We all surely should die eventually, so what's your callin'? Oh, you left your phone behind, identity Crisis, break mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness Jesus Christ is right near us and devil say you owe ten percent Sold your soul, I know, sold your soul and you're hopeless My focus, stare at elopin' on boats that float in the open Of oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme, you chokin' Or soakin' up game, I'm hopin' you picked the second one Change the emotion of jealousy that you're holdin' You're telling me that you're golden But really cubic zirconia, let me see I'll break you down like a pound of fire whenever Your tactics are mighty clever But even if you Mayweather, you You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no
Uh, close your eyes So watch her do the Macarena, somewhere out by Pasadena Love a drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of You a waste of the space that you take up Livin', this time around I'm not kiddin' I had an intuition 'bout these women and suspicion Got me lookin' at you different, how a man in my position Can't start slippin' down these slopes 'Cause it's all just (downhill from there) As a kid I didn't learn that, but (now I'm aware) When you a youngin' you just tryna live Your life and have some fun In a world where you have yet to see how evil it's become It's hard to have a dream when you deep inside of one And I know you hate them spirits so I keep 'em in my lungs I'm a Beatle to these young kids But sometimes I be feelin' like a needle to these young kids You had the world, you about to leave it to these young kids And we gon' show you what the love is Stay high, go for what you know Let it in your mental And don't ever let it go It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Uh, and I keep a couple Most Dope homies by me So there ain't too many times it's me, myself and Irene We stay smokin' through the night wake up, do some Tai Chi Homie can't you see I'm chillin'? Please don't fuck up my Chi Yeah, my jacket Y-3, recently been up on fashion Waste a bunch of money, kinda stinks of sastisfaction Fell asleep at Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan Ballin' like I'm Jordan, but I'm fresh as Mars Blackmon A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams A price on an idea, we never can agree They tell you what to know, but it's better to believe So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be? Still I tell 'em, "Fuck what you know, I'm feelin' comfortable" Just continue livin' life, 'cause enough of 'em don't You spent your days countin' every single penny made Restart now, 'cause we comin' for you anyways Stay high, go for what you know (yeah) Let it in your mental (Macadelic) And don't ever let it go It ain't never gonna stop 'cause You can't fight the feeling (no), feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Uh, I told you it won't stop 'cause You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Sometimes I wake up, up in the mornin', make up Wipe the smudge of makeup off my bed soon as she's gone and Take up hours upon days just to find power shit to say You won't hear it, even if your ears was pierced with Beats by Dre I mean, the sun is slowly fallin' We all surely should die eventually, so what's your callin'? Oh, you left your phone behind, identity Crisis, break mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness Jesus Christ is right near us and devil say you owe ten percent Sold your soul, I know, sold your soul and you're hopeless My focus, stare at elopin' on boats that float in the open Of oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme, you chokin' Or soakin' up game, I'm hopin' you picked the second one Change the emotion of jealousy that you're holdin' You're telling me that you're golden But really cubic zirconia, let me see I'll break you down like a pound of fire whenever Your tactics are mighty clever But even if you Mayweather, you You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no
Thank God the climax at the end is gone😅, now let's enjoy this beautiful work of art😏
True
Lmao, first thing I checked before playing 👌🏼🤣
🔥can’t let it play to long or someone think you watching the hub
whaaat i think that’s the cherry on top to the song
HAHA i can play it on my speakers now without my parents wondering what tf im doing
Anyone else still get chills even after listening to this 100 times over the years?
Yeah, it’s chilling to think that I’ll never have the opportunity to meet Mac Miller no matter how hard I try. Kendrick though there’s still time to meet him 😁
Rest easy Mac .... smh this was my shit every time id smoke
Fr tho
same the memories... rip Mac...
To this day I’m smoking to this one! Hope you are doing good bro
First time I heard this while smoking it's a bop @@pops0982
Those that grew up with Mac had it the worst, I was 13 when this came out, it brings me to a place where I can feel exactly how I felt in middle school. ☹️
Same bro ☹️
This brings me back to a time where everything was okay even though it wasn’t
I’m just glad that feeling from middle school is gone
Song still gives me chills ❄️🥶 till this day, Never forget I was in summer school 9th grade bumping this thinking why me. Trying to find myself and what I thought love was. I'm 27 now and life is good, could be better but I'm here. RIP to a goat (Mac Miller) 🙏 🐐 😢
This song is lifesaving to me. Thank you for everything Mac. And with Kendrick on the song it’s so special
reminds me of tripping all by myself just reflecting
lsd vibes just melt away
They tell you what to know but it's better to believe. RIP Mac.
When you're really really lit you don't need the slow down
this one hits
I’ve had this song on loop again lately
Wow this is really slowed to perfection 🙈🥺
This is like food to my ears.
yesss feed my soul with good vibrations . just earned a new subscriber . R..i..p king
If this ain't playin at my funeral, I'm never gonna die
This is amazing
Thank you for taking out the end it's nothing like getting ear wrapped
It is a delight to my ears ❤
Kaylee, I know we’ve been long through but I just can’t escape the feeling of you, of us.. I can’t escape that I still love you. Please forgive me and be happy. I wish you nothing short of the best. I myself won’t be here for much longer. This pain sits deep inside of my chest and has been suffocating me for long enough. I wish I could tell you but I know it’s too late, you’ve moved on a long time ago. I’ll never forget the memories. I’ll see you in another life. ♾ 💚
i hope you are okay. this was sad to read. i could feel your pain. I just hope things are better now. Bittersweet even
Are you ok dude?
I miss you Mac 🙏🏽
Uh, close your eyes
So watch her do the Macarena, somewhere out by Pasadena
Love a drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of
You a waste of the space that you take up
Livin', this time around I'm not kiddin'
I had an intuition 'bout these women and suspicion
Got me lookin' at you different, how a man in my position
Can't start slippin' down these slopes
'Cause it's all just (downhill from there)
As a kid I didn't learn that, but (now I'm aware)
When you a youngin' you just tryna live
Your life and have some fun
In a world where you have yet to see how evil it's become
It's hard to have a dream when you deep inside of one
And I know you hate them spirits so I keep 'em in my lungs
I'm a Beatle to these young kids
But sometimes I be feelin' like a needle to these young kids
You had the world, you about to leave it to these young kids
And we gon' show you what the love is
Stay high, go for what you know
Let it in your mental
And don't ever let it go
It won't stop
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no
It won't stop
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no
Uh, and I keep a couple Most Dope homies by me
So there ain't too many times it's me, myself and Irene
We stay smokin' through the night wake up, do some Tai Chi
Homie can't you see I'm chillin'? Please don't fuck up my Chi
Yeah, my jacket Y-3, recently been up on fashion
Waste a bunch of money, kinda stinks of sastisfaction
Fell asleep at Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan
Ballin' like I'm Jordan, but I'm fresh as Mars Blackmon
A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams
A price on an idea, we never can agree
They tell you what to know, but it's better to believe
So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be?
Still I tell 'em, "Fuck what you know, I'm feelin' comfortable"
Just continue livin' life, 'cause enough of 'em don't
You spent your days countin' every single penny made
Restart now, 'cause we comin' for you anyways
Stay high, go for what you know (yeah)
Let it in your mental (Macadelic)
And don't ever let it go
It ain't never gonna stop 'cause
You can't fight the feeling (no), feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no
Uh, I told you it won't stop 'cause
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no
Sometimes I wake up, up in the mornin', make up
Wipe the smudge of makeup off my bed soon as she's gone and
Take up hours upon days just to find power shit to say
You won't hear it, even if your ears was pierced with Beats by Dre
I mean, the sun is slowly fallin'
We all surely should die eventually, so what's your callin'?
Oh, you left your phone behind, identity
Crisis, break mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness
Jesus Christ is right near us and devil say you owe ten percent
Sold your soul, I know, sold your soul and you're hopeless
My focus, stare at elopin' on boats that float in the open
Of oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme, you chokin'
Or soakin' up game, I'm hopin' you picked the second one
Change the emotion of jealousy that you're holdin'
You're telling me that you're golden
But really cubic zirconia, let me see
I'll break you down like a pound of fire whenever
Your tactics are mighty clever
But even if you Mayweather, you
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no
It won't stop
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no
Oh, fuck me
Oh, oh, I want you to fuck me (I want you to fuck me)
I want you to fuck me (oh, yeah)
Oh, oh
Oh, fuck
Oh, fuck
Oh, fuck
Don't stop
Oh
Even when you live your life in slowmotion, you can't fight the feeling
This is 💯%🅿️
Can you do Rush Hour slowed down pleaseee
GERMMMMM WUDDUP B.I.G.?
Soooooooo good guy’s 🥦🥦🥦🤤
❤
Can you do "Life Aint Easy"? nobody has ever done that song yet :(
🎭
Rip
Hacc
2024¿
Sad
White devices eye doc said raybgma miss fun kp
U can’t fight the feelin. A version if Mac Miller was black
You cut out the best part :/
wtf is a pickle?
Cat stare tiny sore fragile body crubles cooki
Lowkey thought it was wiz khalifa
World war 3? :(
Friend drenches wet drip soap eye ride driver beggienrs b4 me smh better then me smarter homework study hit books
nice trip bro
If Mac Miller was black
huh
What? You whack bro....
1.25x speed. Thank me later *SMOOCH*
0/10, where's the moans? 😔
Uh, close your eyes
So watch her do the Macarena, somewhere out by Pasadena
Love a drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of
You a waste of the space that you take up
Livin', this time around I'm not kiddin'
I had an intuition 'bout these women and suspicion
Got me lookin' at you different, how a man in my position
Can't start slippin' down these slopes
'Cause it's all just (downhill from there)
As a kid I didn't learn that, but (now I'm aware)
When you a youngin' you just tryna live
Your life and have some fun
In a world where you have yet to see how evil it's become
It's hard to have a dream when you deep inside of one
And I know you hate them spirits so I keep 'em in my lungs
I'm a Beatle to these young kids
But sometimes I be feelin' like a needle to these young kids
You had the world, you about to leave it to these young kids
And we gon' show you what the love is
Stay high, go for what you know
Let it in your mental
And don't ever let it go
It won't stop
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no
It won't stop
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no
Uh, and I keep a couple Most Dope homies by me
So there ain't too many times it's me, myself and Irene
We stay smokin' through the night wake up, do some Tai Chi
Homie can't you see I'm chillin'? Please don't fuck up my Chi
Yeah, my jacket Y-3, recently been up on fashion
Waste a bunch of money, kinda stinks of sastisfaction
Fell asleep at Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan
Ballin' like I'm Jordan, but I'm fresh as Mars Blackmon
A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams
A price on an idea, we never can agree
They tell you what to know, but it's better to believe
So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be?
Still I tell 'em, "Fuck what you know, I'm feelin' comfortable"
Just continue livin' life, 'cause enough of 'em don't
You spent your days countin' every single penny made
Restart now, 'cause we comin' for you anyways
Stay high, go for what you know (yeah)
Let it in your mental (Macadelic)
And don't ever let it go
It ain't never gonna stop 'cause
You can't fight the feeling (no), feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no
Uh, I told you it won't stop 'cause
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no
Sometimes I wake up, up in the mornin', make up
Wipe the smudge of makeup off my bed soon as she's gone and
Take up hours upon days just to find power shit to say
You won't hear it, even if your ears was pierced with Beats by Dre
I mean, the sun is slowly fallin'
We all surely should die eventually, so what's your callin'?
Oh, you left your phone behind, identity
Crisis, break mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness
Jesus Christ is right near us and devil say you owe ten percent
Sold your soul, I know, sold your soul and you're hopeless
My focus, stare at elopin' on boats that float in the open
Of oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme, you chokin'
Or soakin' up game, I'm hopin' you picked the second one
Change the emotion of jealousy that you're holdin'
You're telling me that you're golden
But really cubic zirconia, let me see
I'll break you down like a pound of fire whenever
Your tactics are mighty clever
But even if you Mayweather, you
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no
It won't stop
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no
Rip
Uh, close your eyes
So watch her do the Macarena, somewhere out by Pasadena
Love a drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of
You a waste of the space that you take up
Livin', this time around I'm not kiddin'
I had an intuition 'bout these women and suspicion
Got me lookin' at you different, how a man in my position
Can't start slippin' down these slopes
'Cause it's all just (downhill from there)
As a kid I didn't learn that, but (now I'm aware)
When you a youngin' you just tryna live
Your life and have some fun
In a world where you have yet to see how evil it's become
It's hard to have a dream when you deep inside of one
And I know you hate them spirits so I keep 'em in my lungs
I'm a Beatle to these young kids
But sometimes I be feelin' like a needle to these young kids
You had the world, you about to leave it to these young kids
And we gon' show you what the love is
Stay high, go for what you know
Let it in your mental
And don't ever let it go
It won't stop
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no
It won't stop
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no
Uh, and I keep a couple Most Dope homies by me
So there ain't too many times it's me, myself and Irene
We stay smokin' through the night wake up, do some Tai Chi
Homie can't you see I'm chillin'? Please don't fuck up my Chi
Yeah, my jacket Y-3, recently been up on fashion
Waste a bunch of money, kinda stinks of sastisfaction
Fell asleep at Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan
Ballin' like I'm Jordan, but I'm fresh as Mars Blackmon
A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams
A price on an idea, we never can agree
They tell you what to know, but it's better to believe
So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be?
Still I tell 'em, "Fuck what you know, I'm feelin' comfortable"
Just continue livin' life, 'cause enough of 'em don't
You spent your days countin' every single penny made
Restart now, 'cause we comin' for you anyways
Stay high, go for what you know (yeah)
Let it in your mental (Macadelic)
And don't ever let it go
It ain't never gonna stop 'cause
You can't fight the feeling (no), feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no
Uh, I told you it won't stop 'cause
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no
Sometimes I wake up, up in the mornin', make up
Wipe the smudge of makeup off my bed soon as she's gone and
Take up hours upon days just to find power shit to say
You won't hear it, even if your ears was pierced with Beats by Dre
I mean, the sun is slowly fallin'
We all surely should die eventually, so what's your callin'?
Oh, you left your phone behind, identity
Crisis, break mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness
Jesus Christ is right near us and devil say you owe ten percent
Sold your soul, I know, sold your soul and you're hopeless
My focus, stare at elopin' on boats that float in the open
Of oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme, you chokin'
Or soakin' up game, I'm hopin' you picked the second one
Change the emotion of jealousy that you're holdin'
You're telling me that you're golden
But really cubic zirconia, let me see
I'll break you down like a pound of fire whenever
Your tactics are mighty clever
But even if you Mayweather, you
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no
It won't stop
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no