Eyes Low

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Crucified & Nibiru Dyve - Rap

Eyes Low

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[Hook - Crucified] The blunts stay rollin' The lungs stay smokin' And I stay floatin' They all wonder why With my eyes real low With my eyes real low With my time goin' slow In my mind I be stoned The blunts stay rollin' The lungs stay smokin' And I stay floatin' They all wonder why With my eyes real low With my eyes real low With my time goin' slow In my mind I be stoned [Verse 1 - Nibiru] American boys, we love that Colorado You see me out in Cali, man, my eyes real low Sandy beaches, I'm takin' life slow It's just me, my homegirl and 28 grams of dro Nibiru dive, gotta go, I'm always on the hustle Mary Jane and microphones, said, bitch I don't trust you Got a handful of muscle, sippin' that 'Tussin Stay droppin' these flows 'cause I know my hoes love 'em Stay rockin' that custom, freshest Latin youngster Have you heard of OMG? I said, go and smash somethin' Dabs of that orb give your ass a concussion Now you all laid out, talkin' 'bout roll somethin' Grow green, get money, now everybody wonderin' How I get so high but I stay so stunnin' Let me tell you somethin', as long as I been alive Ain't nobody higher than the fuckin' Nibiru Dyve [Hook - Crucified] The blunts stay rollin' The lungs stay smokin' And I stay floatin' They all wonder why With my eyes real low With my eyes real low With my time goin' slow In my mind I be stoned The blunts stay rollin' The lungs stay smokin' And I stay floatin' They all wonder why With my eyes real low With my eyes real low With my time goin' slow In my mind I be stoned [Verse 2 - Crucified] Get a bag of bud I'm 'bout to murk it when I get it I get lifted off the Earth until it's urgent that I visit I get mystic on the herb I spit the verse here with a vengeance Every time I make a purchase it is worth it my decision Plus it got me feelin' perfect in the circus that we live in Now my path is green and purple, get to servin' up my dinner I be swervin' on the curb, I'm on the herb, I keep my chin up Everything I do I'm murderin' I'm foggy from the killa That I got to be on, but I got to be stoned So every day smokin' it's got to be strong I'm packin' a bong, demolish a bowl I told you I take massive hits till I choke And nobody do it like this anymore I see them do stoppin' when they got to blowed But I keep on smokin', I feel like I'm floatin' I load me the bowl then I'm passin' out stoned I called up my homie, say Nibiru, phone me I got us attracted to [?] dros Then we got to smokin', we start this off tokin' My mind is so foggy, my soul is afloat I heard some hoes talkin', we might have to chalk 'em But then again weed is my [?] to dab stone Above and beyond but I'm partin' upon It's a real smokin' song so you know my eyes low I'm out of control, I teach 'em, maestro Whenever I stroll, wherever I roll I stay on my green, guaranteed, that's for sho' If you down with my team then you already know I'm cruisin' that 830 Refusin' to leave my shit, take my smoke So never mistake what they hate me for You never to shake me, I'm dazin' slow [Hook - Crucified] The blunts stay rollin' The lungs stay smokin' And I stay floatin' They all wonder why With my eyes real low With my eyes real low With my time goin' slow In my mind I be stoned The blunts stay rollin' The lungs stay smokin' And I stay floatin' They all wonder why With my eyes real low With my eyes real low With my time goin' slow In my mind I be stoned

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  • Crucified
  • Nibiru Dyve