High Enough

Hook (Mac’s breezy, melodic slump)

Yeah… I’ve been floatin’ off the planet for a minute now,

Feelin’ like the candles in my head all flicker out,

Light it up again, lemme simmer down —

Good weed, good friends, good energy to pass around.

I’m just tryna get high enough…

Not too much — just high enough.

Let the room start vibin’ up,

Let my soul climb right above.

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Verse 1 (Mac’s poetic ramble, slightly goofy, slightly deep)

Got a joint in my hand like a microphone,

Talkin’ to myself, “bro chill, find a zone.”

Life too short to be stressin’ what I can’t control,

So I roll somethin’ loud, let the nonsense go.

Yeah, pockets got crumbs, hoodie smell like last night,

Eyes low, thoughts slow, everything feel half right.

Dreamin’ ’bout a day where money grows like stalagmites,

’Cause every little win still feel like a damn fight.

But I’m cool though —

Kickin’ in my shoes like they too old,

Laughin’ at the world, it’s a loophole,

Smoke twistin’ up like a drum solo.

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Hook (Repeat — floaty)

Yeah… I’ve been floatin’ off the planet for a minute now,

Feelin’ like the candles in my head all flicker out,

Light it up again, lemme simmer down —

Good weed, good friends, good energy to pass around.

I’m just tryna get high enough…

Not too much — just high enough.

Let the room start vibin’ up,

Let my soul climb right above.

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Verse 2 (Mac’s “talking to God while stoned” energy)

Smoke lookin’ like a halo when it rise up,

I been tryna find peace — not a price, bruh.

Everybody want gold, I just want love,

Everybody want more, I just want “enough.”

A lil’ indica to quiet all the static,

A lil’ sativa make the universe magic,

My brain do flips like it’s workin’ on gymnastics,

Then it chills out smooth — cinematic.

I ain’t perfect…

But I’m learnin’ life’s worth it,

And the best days come when you ain’t tryna force it.

So I spark up slow, let the vibe resurface —

Damn…

Feel like the sky do it on purpose.

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Bridge (Soft, spacey, Mac-styled singing)

We don’t gotta go nowhere,

Just sit back in that old chair,

Let the world breathe out its own air,

Let the moment take its own care…

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Hook (Final — lift off)

Yeah… I’ve been floatin’ off the planet for a minute now,

Feelin’ like the candles in my head all flicker out,

Light it up again, lemme simmer down —

Good weed, good friends, good energy to pass around.

I’m just tryna get high enough…

Not too much — just high enough.

Let the room start vibin’ up,

Let my soul climb right above.