DJ Burn One - Lucy Says High lyrics

Lucy Says High - Skully Cruz x Synik Prod By. DJ Burn One Verse 1 [Skully] This ain't a gimmick this a hustle Climbing on the walls like I'm Knuckles And pushing b**hes into puddles I ain't laying down my jacket in the water Im trying to go harder so b**h don't even f**ing bother Im coughing up my lungs, Im higher than the sun And I'm shining on you motherf**ers look what I've become b**h Im crazy, I rather f**ing chill and be lazy On my zombie sh** now so nobody can save me Pray for me, Faithfully, Smoking on the naked tree Im thinking it was made for me, It was written they can see Eyes in the back of me, Your mad to see me happily Don't be a casualty, We'll drink your blood in daiquiris Leave you in the mud just for thinking of attacking me Take it to the faculty, Demand a bigger salary Pay for my presence b**h, This other sh**s irrelevant Medicine, Coming for your brain you gone let us in Verse 2 (Synik) Now let us in, or we coming through by force Ninjas swinging through your windows digging up through Your floorboards Fly low bro we only move for-wards Shaking up the game with the use of just four words The South is rising No prophesying We sitting high, moving fast Yeah we tidal wave riding Super fresh n***a yes, my dough still rising Make rivers run up out your wife like I'm a young Poseidon Catch me at the light, I'm leaning left, don't trip I'm vibin Spark it up and find my book and then I practice scribing Super cool, I'm in the pool even when I'm driving Silly children go karting while I'm motorcycling Been in the Dojo now I keep that, White Lotus flow Wouldn't recommend you going toe to toe Every track and challenger meet the blade of my daito Calling up my congregation for the rap revival Verse 3 [Skully] I never been, p**y i been schooling rookies ever since Double o' seven b**h i do it with my brethren Coalition k** em all, Motherf**er feel em all Skinny little n***a but my confidence is big and tall Sipping sauce, Trying to get this stupid b**h to lick my balls If i was a Poke'mon, Man i would of been evolved f**ing up a Caterpie, Trainers getting mad at me Big headed b**hes ima bring em down with gravity Rapidly, Matter fact I'll slap them with a magazine Cozmo, Switch that motherf**er for a live ho On my way to 8th street, So I'm moving hasty b**h I'll eat your face cuz its sweeter than a pastry They keep, Second guessing me like its a maybe Baby, I been siccmade with some rabies Since i was a young lad, I ain't really want that All i wanted was some f**ing money, Where the funds at Verse 4 (Synik) Yep that's the cheese, we ain't talking (a)bout no lactose Acquire dough then we'll be slamming Cadillac doors Stack hoes, in the back after rocking a packed show Pimp on naive virgins then convert them into seasoned pros This n***a came up on me with some p**y beef His, chick coochie Communist and everybody getting a piece n***as test driving it, but ain't nobody sign the lease Can't wife no ho, now get rolled on or step aside please Rhyme scheme God of War III Rock a golden fleece Mythical Black Plague, HIV, I'm sicker bro Cash in on these golden bars cop a condo in Pimlico It's Synikal Hot as the place where supposed sinners go SkullyCruz/FlyLow Forever kinfolk Know he'll be the same when I'm rich Just like when we was broke Rolling up a ball bat, I got a fading buzz Always lose my lighters hurry up and pa** that fire cuhz Verse 5 [Skully] In a sec, Im about to light another cigarette n***as get, Indirect, Talking to a silhouette Skully Cruz and Synikal, Heading to the pinnacle n***as saying that they rock, Crush them into minerals General, Trying to get this b**h to s** my genitals Facebook sh** subliminal, Keep it at a minimal Cruising b**h I'm in a boat, Spacing out in intervals Every time this n***a flow, I make this sh** so critical Criminal, Murder the beat and take it back to the crime boss Everybody think that they can f** with Skully but motherf**er I'm on Some other sh** you ain't ever seen, You wack motherf**ers ain't getting me If you want that recipe, you might as well go invest in me Extacy, f**ing this game in the a** i ain't even gone ask If i see an opening well sh** i ain't even gone pa** Unless we be high and getting green, Pa** that mic to the left of me Give that sh** to Synik man, k** that sh** n***a rest in peace Verse 6 (Synik) Crashing contemporaries, digging up graves of the cla**ics Been on the edge for several years now, a Dallas Maverick n***as get on with good promotion, only rapping average Papa was cold on these broads, so now his son's a savage Let's blow a patch of cabbage If you trying to fly with me, you gotta check your baggage Not your therapist Don't want to hear your problems, I promise you I don't care a bit Stomp all on they dreams with Jordan's printed like elephants Well traveled baby, I'm rarely outta my element They be like "You ain't sh**!" Once I hit, they swear I'm Heaven-sent Spitting in the cyphers I'm leaving nothing but skeletons Always keep it real, with no presence of embellishment It's over for you clowns and jesters Every lesson can't be learned by lectures from professors Trial and error Don't you fold up under all the pressures Would you rather Xterras or the Panamera? Let's get this sh** together