D.r.u.g.s. Lyrics - Ab-soul

[Hook: Ab-Soul & Mac Miller] 

I can't help myself, I think I need some help 

I can't help myself, I think I need some help 

I can't help myself, I think I need some help 

I say I love my mama, Lord knows I does 

I love my family, my cousins, that's my blood 

I love this music, it come from up above 

I love my niggas and I love my bitches 

I love everybody that's listenin' 

If you rich or poor, so what? 

I love the whole world we livin' in 

Everything that's livin' in it 

Trees down to the bugs 

Can't forget about my plug 

'Cause last but not least I love drugs 

I love drugs 

I can't help myself, I think I need some help 

I can't help myself, I think I need some help 

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul] 

They say the apple don't fall far from the tree 

Apple a day, it keep the doctors away 

I wonder if my father got more faded than me 

But I can't ask him, 'cause the doctors couldn't save him, baby 

My mama clean as holy water, hallelujah 

We total opposites, I'm dirty as this Fanta mix 

We Qualitesters, we can't find no Hi-Tech, I ain't lyin', nigga 

Act stashed on the low for the high, nigga 

Whole squad full of them codeine fiends 

OG by the OZ, and I still owe the weed man down the street 

Monster magic off them Xannies, I might have me one 

Mix it with the syrup, Perc' on top of that 

Then I'll be numb, if I don't wake up, tell 'em... 

[Hook: Ab-Soul] 

I love my mama, Lord knows I does 

I love my family, my cousins, that's my blood 

I love this music, it come from up above 

I love my niggas and I love my bitches 

I love everybody that's listenin' 

If you rich or poor, so what? 

I love the whole world we livin' in 

And everything that's livin' in it 

From the trees down to the bugs 

Can't forget about my plug 

'Cause last but not least I love drugs 

Last but not least I love drugs 

(Purple still comin' in) 

[Verse 2: Ab-Soul] 

Molly got me rollin', got me rollin', nigga 

I got the sniffles, need a box of tissues (Blow it!) 

I got some issues, I ain't talkin' about a newspaper 

Talkin' about the issues that come with this new paper 

My new bitch in the next room in the nude, nigga 

Broad day, blinds open—see the view, nigga? 

Cornea, so scarred can't look myself up in the eyes 

But if I could I would say: "Who is you, nigga?" 

What's become of Herb III's son? 

Wasn't for these abortions I'd probably be on my third son 

That was they decision, for the record 

Just clearin' my conscience 

That don't make it better, nigga 

You know I know better, nigga 

[Hook: Ab-Soul & Mac Miller] 

I love my mama, Lord knows I does 

I love my family, my cousins, that's my blood 

I love this music, it come from up above 

I love my niggas and I love my bitches 

I love everybody that's listenin' 

If you rich or poor, so what? 

I love the whole world we livin' in 

And everything that's livin' in it 

From the trees down to the bugs 

Can't forget about my blood 

'Cause last but not least I love drugs 

Last but not least I love drugs 

I can't help myself, I think I need some help 

I can't help myself, I think I need some help 

[Bridge: Ab-Soul & Mac Miller] 

You ain't never seen a junky so fresh 

You ain't never seen a junky so fresh 

Think I need some help 

You ain't never seen a junky so fresh 

You ain't never seen a junky so fresh, so fresh, no 

I think I need some help 

Junky so fresh 

You ain't never seen a junky so fresh, so fresh, no 

I think I need some help 

I love my mama 

You ain't never seen a junky so fresh, so fresh 

You ain't never seen a junky 

Lords knows I does 

I think I need some help, I need some help 

I love my mama 

I need some help, I need some help 

Lord know I does 

Can you go find me some help? 

[Background speech: Doeburger] 

That's what I'm sayin'. That's why you don't need a Xan, cuz. I said time flies... Didn't you hear what I said? I said time flies. Time flies, love fades... Goddamn, man! 

[Verse 3: Ab-Soul] 

Married to marijuana, addicted to cigarettes 

Codeine's my concubine, cocaine confidant 

Adderall Admiral, absolutely, give Danny credit 

Perc' 30 flow, exactly how Saudi said it 

Season pass to Xanny land, Hennessy in my piss 

Can't forget I'm psychic off them psychedelics 

And for the kids lookin' up to me for what I've seen 

No, I don't need any of these things to do anything 

Soul 

[Outro: Ab-Soul] 

All my brethren, I pray for your mercy 

And that you alleviate my pain 

You that dwell in the glory of God 

Listen to the sufferance of this 

Your humble servant 

Grant me health, well-being, and happiness 

Amen