Good Life

[Verse 1]
My momma don't like how much weed I smoke
She say that she worried bout the life that I chose
I swear it use to help me
Use to help me with the tone
But lately with progress we makin none

Everybody's got a vice I guess
Mine's some shit like all the rest
This indica feels like xanax
I need some help but I won't confess

[Chorus]
I dropped twenty bands in a month
I don't need any bit of your love
Feelin down then you know I smoke up
All this weed but I'm not the plug

I've been high for like four years straight
This ain't me this is just a phase
All it took was just a taste of the good life
Now I can't get away

[Verse 2]
My dad's gotta be so mad at me
Knowin what i'm doin with his money
He saw me in school or something
In heaven this ain't what he wanting

Everyone thinks i'm wasting my talent
Kickin back smokin weed ain't a challenge
Two strains in a bowl is a salad
C'mon man keep your balance

[Chorus]
I dropped twenty bands in a month
I don't need any bit of your love
Feelin down then you know I smoke up
All this weed but I'm not the plug

I've been high for like four years straight
This ain't me this is just a phase
All it took was just a taste of the good life
Now I can't get away