[intro: Illmac]
You know, just enough, not too much
Huh
[Verse 1: Illmac]
Consuming shit, I could hardly account
Doing shrooms and hit the salvia, coughing a cloud
Talking, hallucinogens in large amounts
Tripped out, my shoes became part of the carpet
I can see my homie's face, in the wall of his house
Look down, who melded my arm with the couch?
Black out, heard everybody's voice speaking to me at points I understood what they was talking about
They told me
[Verse 2: OnlyOne]
I'm feeling ya' pain I'm praying for Vicki
I'm talking to a bottle of Jameson whiskey
With the way I smoke Mary Jane I'm a hippie
We do Grateful Dead acid, and strains from the '60s
In '76, they tell me to quit
And if I keep doing drugs, that I'll never be shit
I make music every day, like Sebastian Bach
I don't shoot baskets dog, I like smoking weed and hash a lot
I need a lot
[Chorus: Chase Moore]
If you thinking you can tell me shit
I do exactly what I wanna do, they can't take that away
And I don't need no help to quit, I'm good
Just listen to what I'm going through, they can't take that away
I get as high as I wanna get, doing things I'm gon' regret
Hoping that you feel my pain
If I think I found something, I hit the ground running
Knowing that you feel the same
They can't take that away
You know, just enough, not too much
Huh
[Verse 1: Illmac]
Consuming shit, I could hardly account
Doing shrooms and hit the salvia, coughing a cloud
Talking, hallucinogens in large amounts
Tripped out, my shoes became part of the carpet
I can see my homie's face, in the wall of his house
Look down, who melded my arm with the couch?
Black out, heard everybody's voice speaking to me at points I understood what they was talking about
They told me
[Verse 2: OnlyOne]
I'm feeling ya' pain I'm praying for Vicki
I'm talking to a bottle of Jameson whiskey
With the way I smoke Mary Jane I'm a hippie
We do Grateful Dead acid, and strains from the '60s
In '76, they tell me to quit
And if I keep doing drugs, that I'll never be shit
I make music every day, like Sebastian Bach
I don't shoot baskets dog, I like smoking weed and hash a lot
I need a lot
[Chorus: Chase Moore]
If you thinking you can tell me shit
I do exactly what I wanna do, they can't take that away
And I don't need no help to quit, I'm good
Just listen to what I'm going through, they can't take that away
I get as high as I wanna get, doing things I'm gon' regret
Hoping that you feel my pain
If I think I found something, I hit the ground running
Knowing that you feel the same
They can't take that away
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