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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

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
The world is so small till it ain't, yeah
I'm buildin' up a wall till 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
[Verse 1]
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
[Verse 2]
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
[PreChorus]
That's really all it takes
We don't need nothing but today, today, today, today
Day, day, day, day
[Chorus]
The world is so small till it ain't, till it ain't, till it ain't, till it ain't
I'm buildin' up a wall till it break, till it break, till it break, till 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'
[Bridge]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 3]
Yeah, got a bad attitude
Playin' till 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 freezin', 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 the stroke is just so PGA
All I got is a little bit of space and time
Drawin' 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 reachin' up
[PreChorus]
That's really all it takes
That's really all it takes
We don't need nothing but today, today, today, today
Day, day, day, day
[Chorus]
The world is so small till it ain't, till it ain't, till it ain't, till it ain't
I'm buildin' up a wall till it break, till it break, till it break, till 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'
[Verse 4]
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 it'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 coming out now, clouds start to move
Don't tell me nothing but the truth
I'm tired, I don't got a spare second
Win or lose, win or lose
I don't keep count, nobody checkin'
Written by: Aja Grant, Carter Lang, Donte Perkins, John Mayer, Jon Brion, Malcolm McCormick
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