Lyrics:
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
that you left with me that day
Lately I haven't been feeling myself
Can you not see that i'm hiding the pain
I might just go cop a Louis V belt
Hang from
Say hoe
Yeah you
Can I ask you a question
You like to fuck?
Oh, you don't want me to talk to you like that?
Would you like to make love?
I
take
But I turned out okay
They say I sold out, love me poor
They don't fuck with me no more
Say I changed up, now they're bored
They miss the way I was
the knowledge
To know what happened but that's only if he
Survive through the night
If you owe me a knick
I be at your door I don't gotta turn
A knob all I gotta
direction
Hope you know that I'm in love with all your imperfections
But I just can't help but feel that there's a disconnection
Damn
Texts goin green
Haven't
you wrong
But you influenced by your idols
She saying that she love me
Would she step into the aisle
I keep fighting for love
Even though I'm not
Baby
Seem like everywhere I go, I see you
From your eyes, your smile, it's like I breathe you
Helplessly I reminisce, don't want to
Compare
fuckin' me raw (good drip)
But she love you don't cut yo bitch off (yo bitch)
Brand new Givenchy it's white (that's light)
Limited Louis, that's light
I don't know the way you do it, but you do it to me though
And you always told your girlfriends you need you a TV show
Now you got your own money,
watching Buffy
End of day I take my stake to school
You think I'm weird but fake you skating too
The rumors says I'm chilling with your girl
Don't make me
you
[?] love your body, want you get undressed, ooh yeah
Let my charm go [?], 'till there's nothing left, ooh yeah
Come from Saint Louis, they know
she is your girlfriend, " he says
"You may not have asked her
‘Will you marry me?' But
You are engaged" Meek shrugs
Unable to argue with this
Logic
daddy, but I ain't no father
Fashion killer in that new Louis Vuitton-ah
Put her in a Rolls Royce from a Honda
Take her off the coast of Tijuana
Pour that
murdered, it's murder
God ain't put us on the Earth to get murdered, it's murder
Don't point your weapons at me
Tired of the okie-dokie, lying you Pinocchio
ya
I got PTSD from the killin's of these beats
I'm a veteran
I came in the game like a soldier
I could sun you like Barbosa
Me and Nash playin' soccer
Yeah, shawty gon' Louis
Yeah, shawty gon' get, yeah, you puttin' that shit on
Yeah, the Maison Margiela of the mall clearer
I'll check her, take your
The fresh prince, but you knew that
True that (Knew that, true that)
It only take a second for your
Life and you-a lose that (Yah)
My Ultra Ego got me back up
've got me open
Baby, I just wanna make you mine
By the end of the night, end of the night
By the end of the night
Don't leave your girl 'round me
Said,
to buy your heart with these Louis sneakers
You left me in the dark when I was fighting demons
Shoulda left you from the start don't know how you aint see
black
Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back"
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend Jeff
Gwine to pin
of tryin' to play me
Unless you a DJ, don't get it twisted I'm still from B.K.
Wanna front? Better keep it in your mouth like Flavor Flav
Where I'm from
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
don't beat me up is on my birthday.
BRIAN
Oh shut up.
BEN
Well, your type makes me sick! You come in here, you get treated like
Royalty, and everyone
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