
Subscribe for more Mac Miller Music Videos! Thirteenth song on Mac Miller's Mix tape, The High Life Lyrics: [Chorus] Memories don't live like people do, They always remember you, Whether things are good or bad, It's just the memories, Memories don't live like people do, (Baby don't forget me) I'm a travelling man, Moving through places, Space and time , Got a lot of things I gotta do, But lord willing I'm comming back to you, baby boo, I'm a travelling man, Moving through places, Space and time, Got a lot of things I got to do, But god willing I'm comming back to you, baby boo. Yeah, I keep my back packs, Always back on the road, Hit it back to baby girl, Right after the show, But now I got clothes, hoes, piffs n kicks, Always twist a couple spiffs while I'm in the whip, First thing I need gas, hit the pump, fill the tank up, Tell my homie at the register to stay up, I'm on the park way, feeling like a straight month, Going through a tunnel bout to break up, Phone gets hanged up, Tunes turned way up to the max, Hit the L twice and pass it to the back, (Breath) My meditation coming in for recreation, Aint no pause for hesitation Trying to catch my respiration, I ain't never had no patience, So I'm hardly ever waitin', Just creatin money making with creative preperation, Sick of all these cats with false representation, Too big of words, Maybe need some translation, Intellectual boy figurative language, And that there aint shit, You feel me? The high life, and I'm gone <b>...</b>
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