Smokin'

Mac Miller · Other Songs - Mac Miller

I keep on smoking, up my weed

Till I'm out of bud

Now I got nothing, but this high

And the roach of a blunt

You seen me blow, I'm rolling up

I'm trying to smoke,

I'ma be high cause I don't give a fuck

Take one hit for the round, just one time for your mind

This , got me feeling the *divine*, I'm way up in the sky

I keep on smoking, up my weed

Till I'm out of bud

Now I got nothing, but this high

And the roach of a blunt

I'm up in the clouds, I'm not coming down

Thousands of miles in air

And I ain't ever close to the ground

We smoking the pounds, pounds, pounds

Breaking it down, down, down

Just me and homies, homies

Till the hoes come around

I keep on smoking, up my weed

Till I'm out of bud

Now I got nothing, but this high

And the roach of a blunt

Smoking smoking , smoking my weed.

Thanks to nakrul

Smokin'

Mac Miller's "Smokin" stands as a quintessential example of his mid-2010s hip-hop output, blending introspective lyricism with a laid-back, jazz-inflected beat. Released during a prolific period that saw him explore themes of fame, anxiety, and self-reflection, the track exemplifies his signature ability to merge technical skill with raw emotional vulnerability. As part of his broader discography, the recording captures the essence of his work during the era when he was refining his sound beyond the trap-influenced tracks of his earlier years. The song reflects his commitment to storytelling and his unique voice within the contemporary rap landscape, offering a moment of calm amidst the chaos often associated with his public persona.