Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mac Miller
Mac Miller
Vocals
Aja Grant
Aja Grant
Piano
Carter Lang
Carter Lang
Programming
John Mayer
John Mayer
Electric Guitar
Jon Brion
Jon Brion
Organ
Tae Beast
Tae Beast
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aja Grant
Aja Grant
Songwriter
Carter Lang
Carter Lang
Songwriter
Donte Perkins
Donte Perkins
Songwriter
John Mayer
John Mayer
Songwriter
Jon Brion
Jon Brion
Songwriter
Malcolm McCormick
Malcolm McCormick
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Carter Lang
Carter Lang
Additional Producer
Robin Florent
Robin Florent
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Scott Desmarais
Scott Desmarais
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Vic Wainstein
Vic Wainstein
Recording Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Mixing Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Tae Beast
Tae Beast
Producer

Songtexte

Yeah, yeah The world is so small 'til it ain't, yeah I'm building up a wall 'til it break She hate it when I call and it's late I don't wanna keep you waitin' I hope I never keep you waitin', yeah I think I know it all but I don't Why you always at the mall when you broke? Yeah And I just wanna ball Maybe dunk but I've never been tall, yeah I might trip, I never fall God knows I came close (don't try this at home) I know I probably need to do better, fuck whoever Keep my shit together You never told me being rich was so lonely Nobody know me, oh well Hard to complain from this five-star hotel I'm always in a rush I've been thinking too much but Keep it on the hush, no one need to know, just us That's really all it takes We don't need nothing but today (day), today (day) Today (day), today (day) The world is so small 'til it ain't ('Til it ain't, 'til it ain't, 'til it ain't) I'm building up a wall 'til it break ('Til it break, 'til it break, 'til it break) She hate it when I call and it's late (And it's late, and it's late) I don't wanna keep you waitin' (I don't wanna keep you waitin') I hope I never keep you waitin' (I hope I never keep you waitin') Woo (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Woo (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Woo (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Woo (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Woo (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Woo (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Woo (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Woo (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, got a bad attitude, playin' 'til I'm out of moves No need for shame, I get more peace at slow speeds Go beat the game, young control freak It's cold in my veins, I'm below freezing Snow season (made me) They know that I so need my space Don't wanna grow old, so I smoke just in case She say that I glow below the waist And a stroke is just so PGA All I got is a little bit of space and time Drawing shapes and lines of the world we made Tomorrow may be right around the corner But I swear it's gon' be worth it if I make you wait There's somewhere above, you keep reaching up That's really all it takes (that's really all it takes) We don't need nothing but today (day), today (day) Today (day), today (day) The world is so small 'til it ain't ('Til it ain't, 'til it ain't, 'til it ain't) I'm building up a wall 'til it break ('Til it break, 'til it break, 'til it break) She hate it when I call and it's late (And it's late, and it's late) I don't wanna keep you waitin' (I don't wanna keep you waitin') I hope I never keep you waitin' Yeah, nine times out of ten, I get it wrong That's why I wrote this song, told myself to hold on I can feel my fingers slippin' In a motherfuckin' instant, I'll be gone Do you want it all if it's all mediocre? Starin' at the wall and the wall's full of posters Lookin' at my dreams, who I wanna be I guess you gotta see it to believe Ooh, I been a fool but that's cool That's what human beings do Keep your eyes to the sky, never glued to your shoes Guess there was a time when my mind was consumed But the sun comin' out now, clouds start to move Don't tell me nothin' but the truth I'm tired, I don't gotta spare a second Win or lose, win or lose I don't keep count, nobody checking
Writer(s): Jon Brion, Donte Lamar Perkins, Malcolm James Mccormick, Aja Grant, Carter Lang Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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