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Mac Miller - So it goes
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Mac Miller
Mac Miller
Вокал
Джон Брайон
Джон Брайон
Программирование
Andrew Lloyd
Andrew Lloyd
Дополнительный вокал
Nick Dierl
Nick Dierl
Дополнительный вокал
Sam Motavassel
Sam Motavassel
Дополнительный вокал
Vic Wainstein
Vic Wainstein
Дополнительный вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Джон Брайон
Джон Брайон
Автор песен
Malcolm McCormick
Malcolm McCormick
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Mac Miller
Mac Miller
Продюсер
Джон Брайон
Джон Брайон
Дополнительный продюсер
Vic Wainstein
Vic Wainstein
Инженер звукозаписи
Eric Caudieux
Eric Caudieux
Инженер звукозаписи
Robin Florent
Robin Florent
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Scott Desmarais
Scott Desmarais
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Мастеринг-инженер
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Миксинг-инженер
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Миксинг-инженер

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Yeah Yeah, yeah Um Yeah Well You could have the world in the palm of your hand You still might drop it And everybody wanna reach inside your pockets I tell 'em red light, stop it Shit, that give me more headaches than alcoholics There was nothin' in my wallet, just a lot of dreaming I built a crib on top of the Promised Land, we'll call it even Hm, I bring more flavor than all the seasons Winter, spring, summer, fall, the grass is always greener 'til I cut it all Please leave me to my studies, I give you no applause My hands been counting money, and it's hard to be the boss But somebody gotta do it (It gets so exhausting) Often with the bullshit, but, baby, I been through it Enough for the both of us So come over later and we won't let no one close to us We could be posted up Yeah Okay, well, you could have the world in the palm of your hand You still might drop it And everybody wanna reach inside your pockets So it goes It's like, in every conversation, we the topic This narcissism, more like narcotics So it goes Well, everybody gather 'round I'm still standin', sit down Woah-oh And I know been out (And I know I been out) But now I'm back in town (But now I'm back in town), so I Show you the ropes So it goes, so it goes, so it goes La-da-da-da, la-da-da La-da-da-da, da-da-da So it goes (So it goes) La-da-da-da, la-da-da La-da-da-da, da-da-da So it goes Well, this is a special delivery Coming to you live with the Endless artillery, always down to ride My eyes on the enterprise Nine lives, never die, fuck a heaven, I'm still getting high Never mind, did I mention I'm fine 'Cause her pussy gettin' wetter when the weather dry Clementine, peelin' off and everyone get left behind I'm only 5'7", 'cept I'm feelin' like I'm 7'5" Damn it, cross planets, interstellar Never land, not a Jackson, packed with action So what's happenin', my man? No relaxin', kickin' back, this ain't exactly in the plan I can't get no satisfaction, goddamn They sayin' I been gone too long I could just tell 'em fuck you, but that come on too strong My god, it go on and on Just like a circle, I go back where I'm from Well, everybody gather around I'm still standing, sit down Woah-oh And I know been out (And I know I been out) But now I'm back in town (But now I'm back in town), so I Show you the ropes So it goes, so it goes, so it goes La-da-da-da, la-da-da La-da-da-da, da-da-da So it goes (So it goes) La-da-da-da, la-da-da La-da-da-da, da-da-da So it goes
Writer(s): Jon Brion, Malcolm James Mccormick Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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