Keep Floatin Lyrics - Best Day Ever [5th Anniversary Remastered Edition] - Mac Miller

Got no problems, my weed lit, got nowhere to go 

So we ride and we smoke til we can't anymore 

And keep floatin' 

Pass it to your man, roll another one and (keep floatin') 

When it's almost done 

Why don't you go and break down enough for another one 

And roll me some 

Hey, then you can pass that, the kid who rock a snap back 

Steady blow this hash back until my thoughts are abstract 

How to get by, that's how we livin' in this day and age 

I bring some color to a world that's filled with shades of gray 

Throwin' this cake away to blaze and sip some Tanqueray 

Remember spectatin' til they picked the kid to play the game 

Now I'm an all-star, blasted out the ballpark 

In my Lamborghini speedin', you a golf cart 

California dreams, Amsterdam reality 

Life ain't what it seems, these the thoughts that weed pull outta me 

Blow through a thousand trees, the whole entire crowd get skeed 

Livin' in what seems to be fiction, I'm on a balcony 

I light one up, this for those who ever doubted me 

Then light another, this for those who hold it down for me 

Passin' around the weed, no problems at all 

And you haters keep on hatin', I ain't talkin' to y'all 

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Got no problems, my weed lit, got nowhere to go 

So we ride and we smoke til we can't anymore 

And keep floatin' 

Pass it to your man, roll another one and (keep floatin') 

When it's almost done 

Why don't you go and break down enough for another one 

And roll me some 

And you can pass that, we floatin' along 

So much smoke we got the words high wrote in the song 

Girl I try to come and make you smile, I'm gone so will you wait a while 

As soon as I come home we gon' smoke and then I'll stay a while 

Some people hate my style, some people love it though 

And all these kids who wanna clone me, they ain't comin' close 

Politicing joints, we countin' none of your votes 

I'm gettin' everybody high so you can puff on ya roach 

Shorty used to all these players, tell her fuck with a coach 

I just want you to come over, roll me somethin' to smoke 

Hey my mind be cookin' rhymes up, live until my times up 

Hate me then they love me, tell them try to make they minds up 

Barbers and they line me up, ID was on the beat 

It's best to shout the people out that help you get your cheese 

Smokin' weed, we got no problems at all 

All you haters keep on hatin', I ain't talkin' to y'all 

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Got no problems, my weed lit, got nowhere to go 

So we ride and we smoke til we can't anymore 

And keep floatin' 

Pass it to your man, roll another one and (keep floatin') 

When it's almost done 

Why don't you go and break down enough for another one 

And roll me some