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• Artiste: Tank and the Bangas
• Titre: I Don't Get High
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Scared of it all Scared that it's gon' drop and fall I'm scared of it all It all, all What if she gets too big for the stars? Or her head in the clouds, is it all the same? Am I playing around with my gift? Is this it? Is it all just in my head? Ooh I didn't wan' fall in love, but I couldn't even walk straight I'm trippin', fallin' over ashtrays and mistakes But I'll be okay (Okay, okay, okay, okay) I don't get high no more, I don't (High, high, high) I don't get high no more, I don't (High, high, high) Spaced out like Neptune With green smoke, just weed smoke The feeling, no ceilings They callin', they waitin' for me I'm faded, some day ends Frustrated 'cause I never made it Bitch, you never made it, uh What if she gets too big for the stars? Or her head in the clouds, is it all the same? Am I playing around with my gift? Is this it? Is it all just in my head? Ooh I didn't wan' fall in love, but I couldn't even walk straight I'm trippin', fallin' over ashtrays and mistakes But I'll be okay (Okay, okay, okay, okay) I don't get high no more, I don't (High, high, high) I don't get high no more, I don't (High, high, high) Spaced out like Neptune With green smoke, just weed smoke The feeling, no ceilings Poppin' peppermint sporadic, got Altoids like ashtrays Chewing gum in Paris, shit, this has become a hamper But I can't shake like wall in, or lose like a phone charger Anybody seen my phone charger? (Yo, where's my phone charger?), shit Lost that thought, it came back like prodigal Started something, now it follows me In a dark room where no one can find me Mama shouldn't barely recognize me My family might just despise me Giving out hugs that don't last long Memories, hoodies, and menthol I don't get high no more, I don't (High, high, high) I don't get high no more, I don't (High, high, high) Come get high Come get high