Lyrics ScHoolboy Q

ScHoolboy Q

Light Years Ahead (Sky High)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Uh, the ground rising, the sun falling

My day is cool, my night's yawning {yawns}

Uh, ain't nothing else to do but

move at the speed of light, ayyy, I'm taking flight

Uh, yeah, NASA left behind

I'm so beyond, somewhere with Megatron

I'm super gone, you can't relate to him

and ummm, let me free my mind

Ooooh, I see it all

The galaxy, she want my all

Uh, feel like it's child's play

Dive through a Milky Way, fulfill my destiny

As I cooperate, I record plays

My record spins, nigga whirlwind

Yeah, I see it all

Become a star, tryna shine through the fall, aw

See you in the morning, take off nigga, I'm time-zoning

Tell 'em I'm sky-high

Going-going-going up there nigga, I'm time-zoning

Tell 'em I'm sky high

I'm sky high, nigga I'm sky high

See you in the morning, going-going-going

The ground rising, the moon falling

My night's cool, my day's yawning {yawns}

Uh, ain't nothing else to do but

move at the speed of light, ayyy

We travel like a comet, supersonic, just watch out when I accelerate

Moving at the speed of light, ain't no thoughts of me using brakes

Uh, inhaling gravity, excelling Hubble

Check my levels, check my levels, turn me up, turn me up

What the fuck? Got your bitch, she on my nuts, on my nuts

all because a nigga cool, man I swear she act a fool

Man you know I keep it real, man for reals

Man you know I'm super-ills, went to Pluto, gave it chills

Man I swear there no appeals, rising from my heels

with no ceiling over ground, probably never coming down

Yeah, I see it all

Become a star, tryna shine through the fall, aw

My turbo boosting, my jet pack cruising

Get jet lag when I come back to these fucking humans

I can put planet Earth in a canister

then continue my crater search with Captain Kirk

Look at my verse, you seeing signs

You hearing signals deciphered from District 9

No fucking rapper cipher when meteors flying

The meters are flying, but I'm way faster

Run away, bet I catch up, fire like striking matches

I'm higher with martians laughing in spaceships, it's starships crashing

Hover above the masses, a massive attack when mixing

Kendrick Lamar with magic, pull rabbits from hats

Niggas, wanna hope on tracks, bitches, wanna hop on dick, damn!

Is that a fucking blimp? No O-M-G that's him

A shooting star hanging over a new eclipse, hanging over a big dick

When my music flip, nigga I'm sky high, shit