Mac Miller
Self Care lyrics
- Language
- English
- Level
- Beginner
- Released
- 2018
- Genre
- Pop
- Length
- 5:46
Mhm, mhm
Okay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Dollars
I switched the time zone, but what do I know?
Spendin' nights hitchhikin', where will I go?
I could fly home, with my eyes closed
But it'd get kinda hard to see, that's no surprise though
And you could find me, I ain't hidin'
I don't move my feet when I be glidin'
I just slide in and then I roll out
Yep
Well, climbin' over that wall (yeah, wall, wall,) mm
I remember, yes, I remember, yes, I remember it all
Swear the height be too tall (yeah), so like September I fall
(Down, down, down) down below
Now I know that the medicine be on call, yeah (gimme, gimme, gimme)
When it's feelin' like you hot enough to melt, yeah (melt, yeah)
Can't trust no one, can't even trust yourself, yeah (self, yeah)
And I love you, I don't love nobody else, yeah (else, yeah)
Tell them they can take that bullshit elsewhere (yeah)
Self-care, I'm treatin' me right, yeah
Hell yeah, we gonna be alright (we gon' be alright)
I switched the time zone (yeah), but what do I know? (Yeah)
Spendin' nights hitchhikin', where will I go?
I could fly home (yeah), with my eyes closed (yeah)
But it'd get kinda hard to see, that's no surprise though
And you could find me (yeah), I ain't hidin' (yeah)
I don't move my feet when I be glidin'
I just slide in (yeah) and then I roll out
Been on the road
I don't see it
Out on the road
I don't see where I'm going
Yeah, I been readin' them signs (wow, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I been losin' my, I been losin' my, I been losin' my mind, yeah (yeah)
Get the fuck out the way ('kay), must be this high to play (okay)
It must be nice up above the lights and what a lovely life that I made, yeah (uh)
I know that feelin' like it's in my family tree, yeah (whoa)
That Mercedes drove me crazy, I was speedin'
Somebody save me from myself, yeah
Tell them they can take that bullshit elsewhere
Self-care, we gonna be good
Hell yeah, they lettin' me go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o
I switched the time zone (yeah), but what do I know? (Yeah)
Spendin' nights hitchhikin', where will I go? (Yeah)
I could fly home (yeah) with my eyes closed (yeah)
But it'd get kinda hard to see, that's no surprise though (yeah)
And you could find me (yeah), I ain't hidin' (yeah)
I don't move my feet when I be glidin' (yeah)
I just slide in (yeah) and then I roll out
I didn't know, I didn't know
I didn't know, I didn't know, yeah
Well, didn't know what I was missin', now I see a lil' different
I was, thinkin' too much
Got stuck in oblivion, yeah, yeah
Oblivion, yeah, yeah
Oblivion, yeah, yeah
I got all the time in the world, so for now I'm just chillin'
Plus I know it's a, it's a beautiful feelin'
In oblivion, yeah, yeah
Oblivion, yeah, yeah
Oblivion, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Okay, I ride around my city when I come home, yeah
The sun set quickly, then get up slow, yeah
I just connect and upload
Watch it spin around, we just spinnin' round, yeah
Let's go and travel through the unknown, yeah
We play it cool, we know we fucked though, yeah
You keep on sayin' you in love, so
Tell me, are you really down? Are you really down? Yeah
Let's go back to my crib and play some 45's
It's safe in there, I know there's still a war outside
We spend our nights all liquored up, our mornings high
Can you feel it now?
Oblivion, yeah, yeah
Oblivion, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oblivion, yeah, yeah
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
I got all the time in the world, so for now I'm just chillin'
Plus, I know it's a, it's a beautiful feelin'
In oblivion, yeah, yeah
Oblivion, yeah, yeah
Oblivion, yeah, yeah
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Key vocabulary
- mhm
- yes; agreement sound
- it'd
- it would
- ain't
- is not; are not
- hidin
- hiding
- don't
- do notA1
- feet
- plural of foot
- yep
- yes
- kay
- okay
- lovely
- very beautiful; kind
- uh
- hesitation sound
About this song
Mac Miller was an American rapper and singer from Pittsburgh whose genre-spanning hip-hop combined party-starting beginnings with introspective, often jazzy and philosophical songwriting. He first broke through with the mainstream success of Blue Slide Park and later became a self-produced auteur credited under the name Larry Fisherman, known for candid material that culminated in his final album Swimming.