Featuring: Ab-Soul

Songwriter: Ab-Soul Mac Miller

Producer: Frank Dukes

[Part I: Perfect Circle]

[Intro]
(I shot the sheriff right after I shot the deputy)
Ohh—ohh—ohh—ohh—ohh
(Right after I shot the deputy)
Ohh—ohh—ohh
(I shot the sheriff)
Yeah
Ohh—ohh—ohh—ohh—ohh
Ohh—ohh
(I shot the sheriff right after I shot the deputy)
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I came for whoever is in charge (Here)
Suggest you go and get yourself a weapon and a guard (Here)
They need some coffee, everybody sleeping on me
Going around door-to-door, setting off alarms (Beep beep beep)
All that horse shit, you should have left it at the barn
Keep a stallion, tell her gallop to the store and get cigars, yeah
Too many whips, gotta get a new garage made (That's the ball game)
I might steal one just to drive it in a car chase
Me and my bizarre ways (Lord have mercy)
I moved up from a Private to a Sergeant, you can see it from the scarface
Hidden in a dark place, swimming in a shark tank
Give a bitch a little bit of change, she a game in an arcade
(Time crisis) Not a second to lose
I’m the motherfuckin' Bible, that’s forever the truth (Amen)
And this is not another case of the celebrity blues
I shot the sheriff and the deputy, too

[Chorus]
Murder, murder, murder, murder, what would you do?
Have you ever had to hurt her? Just for something to do
Can you draw a perfect circle?
Lot of lies cover the truth, you got options, what do you do?
I wash these pills down with liquor and fall
Leave it to me, I do enough for us all (I do)
Got what you need if you like breaking the law
My mother raised me a God (Hey)
(Come again, I'm a buffalo soldier)

[Verse 2]
Yeah
Blame the drugs, got me sinning on a weekday
Drunk as fuck, do a buck sixty on the freeway (Skrrt)
Giving y'all the freebase, hidden in the middle of a briefcase
That's hidden in a subwoofer, beat case
Used to wanna know how a freak taste
Now I’m in it in an instant like replay
Broad’s a baton, pass her off like relay
Why I’m so mad on my B-Day?, she say
“I thought you got sober,” then I said
“I wish you’d stop being a bitch and get to minding your business”
Told me “Money has changed ya”
I get to thinking, how rarely do I visit? How’d I get so egotistical?
I’m a Buffalo Soldier
Heaven is a mile away, the trouble, much closer
I’m only 23 but my mind is older, and it’ll forever be
Dead presidents to the homies, death to my enemies

[Chorus]
Murder, murder, murder, murder, what would you do?
Have you ever had to hurt her? Just for something to do
Can you draw a perfect circle?
Lot of lies cover the truth, you got options, what do you do?
I wash these pills down with liquor and fall
Leave it to me, I do enough for us all
Got what you need if you like breaking the law
My mother raised me a God (Hey)

(I'm a buffalo soldier, I'm a buffalo soldier)
[?]

[Bridge: Ab-Soul & Mac Miller]
A goddess told me “good morning” when I woke up
You know I had a good morning when I woke up
Gotta thank God every morning that I woke up
Would you remember me if I never woke up?
Bye bye
I've been a sinner, I’m just tryna stay
Warm through the winter, and I’ll be on my way
I’m just a drifter, the weather speaks in whispers
I just need some shelter, give me shelter from the wind

[Refrain]
Woo-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Woo-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh

[Segue]
Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system
412-9... *buttons dialed* is not available

[Part II: God Speed]

[Interlude: Miller McCormick]
“Hey man, I wish you were here, happy holidays
Um, I love ya. And I hope you have a good night/weekend/I hope I talk to you soon, alright, godspeed”

[Verse]
Oh yeah
I thought I’d have it figured out by now
Shit would be simple, problems would be in the past by now
Me and the homies would be sittin' on millions
Reminiscin' on times when we were so broke and livin' in Oakland just chillin'
I thought I’d have it in the bag by now
I thought that we’d be kickin' back by now
I know that life is a bitch
I know that life is a bitch, I thought we’d put her in a cab by now
But I’m stressin', I can’t relax
Swallowin' my pride and I’m hidin' what’s making me mad
Everybody saying I need rehab
'Cause I’m speedin' with a blindfold on and won’t be long
Until they watchin' me crash, and they don’t wanna see that
They don’t want me to OD and have to talk to my mother
Tell her they could have done more to help me
And she’d just be crying
Saying that she’d do anything to have me back
All the nights I’m losing sleep
It was all a dream, there was a time that I believed that
But white lines be numbin' them dark times
Them pills that I’m popping, I need to man up, admit it’s a problem
I need to wake up before one morning I don’t wake up
You make your mistakes, your mistakes never make ya
I’m too obsessed with goin' down as a great one
But if you wait too long they gon' find someone to replace ya
So I guess this is a letter
To all my brothers, Most Dope, that’s forever
I love you more than words could express
And this the part that Q start cryin', if he ain’t already yet
I did my best to be a leader you respect
At times I became weaker, got defeated by regret
So tell my baby I love her
And if she give me the chance I’ll put a seed inside her, make her a mother
Just know that there’s a place
Where all my people worry free and e'rybody straight
Every devil don’t got horns, every hero ain’t got capes
Opened up my eyes, shit, I’m finally awake, good morning
Yeah, good morning

Mac Miller

Malcolm James McCormick (Jan. 19, 1992 – Sept. 7, 2018), who performed as Mac Miller, was an American rapper and producer from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Since releasing his first mixtape at just 15 years old, he became one of the leaders of the new school of young and highly talented “weirdos.”

Mac’s credibility in the rap game increased ten-fold and resulted in a slew of quality releases, including 2012’s Macadelic mixtape, his second studio album Watching Movies With The Sound Off, and his critically-acclaimed 2014 mixtape Faces.

He had multiple alter-egos, most notably his producer alias Larry Fisherman and his sick and twisted pitched-up persona (à la Quasimoto,) Delusional Thomas.

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