Flights Not Feelings

Lyrics
[Intro] (Otoileo, make that bitch sturdy) Brrt, ayy [Chorus] I wanna catch flights, I don't wanna catch feelings Lost my heart and it made me a demon Don't tell me you love me, you don't know the meanin' I'm not in the mood (No), not in the mood (I'm not) Not in the mood, I don't wanna hear speakin' Show me it's real, don't tell me I'm dreamin' Rest for the rich, so I'm hardly sleepin', gang Juggin' and trappin', I find it appealin' (Brrt) All of this food, all of this food All of this food and I still haven't eaten (I'm starvin') Gyalie 'round me for a reason, you make her look meady, I make her look decent Manners are free, so I tell her, "Good еvenin'" (Good evenin') Prеtty little thing, but I put her in season [Verse 1] Run to the money till my leg just weaken (Run) You're a jokeman, fully comedian (Haha) Lit everyday, but you're lit on the weekend The road ting's dead and it needs a bereavement The road ting's dead (Dead, dead), I'm still breathin' You told me you love me, but you didn't mean it You said it was real, I didn't believe it You gave it to me, but you told me to keep it (Ayy, keep that) They're showin' you love 'cah they're feelin' and leavin', huh, demon Told me to trust, you done told 'em my secrets, deceivin' They was so shallow, I just didn't deep it The shit's so long, but I'm cattin' to be shit Life too short, but I pray that I reach it (I pray) Remember that day when—, I don't Memory's shit, so I'm checkin' my recents Stand on shit, I don't wanna be seated You know the vibes (You know the vibes) Stepped in dressed like I wasn't an eediot Stepped in fly (Stepped in fly) Only thing flyer than me is a leaflet (Brrt) Look, gyalie too bad, I wan' beat it, I'm tellin' her, "Shake" like a nigga in Egypt (Shake) [Chorus] I wanna catch flights, I don't wanna catch feelings (Uh) Lost my heart and it made me a demon Don't tell me you love me, you don't know the meanin' I'm not in the mood, not in the mood (I'm not) Not in the mood, I don't wanna hear speakin' (I don't) Show me it's real, don't tell me I'm dreamin' Rest for the rich, so I'm hardly sleepin', gang (Brrt) [Verse 2] I ain't beefin' the Lord when I say, "I'm on guard" Still-still gotta dodge the Old Bill 'cah I live it for real while you live a façade Don't know how I feel, don't know how I feel I want a soft life, so I gotta go hard (Go hard) They're deadly sins 'cah I wanna go far Can't love this gyalie, you talk high value and give low class Not a regular person, I think I'm unusual I keep gettin' searched, got me thinkin' I'm Google (Damn) Look, there's jakes on my dargs, no poodles Back of the van 'cah they're doin' removals (Damn) Paco Rabanne on my neck, that's usual (Damn) And you know I don't give a fuck and it's drivin' her nuts, would've thought it was blue balls (Haha) [Chorus] I wanna catch flights, I don't wanna catch feelings Lost my heart and it made me a demon Don't tell me you love me, you don't know the meanin' I'm not in the mood, not in the mood (I'm not) Not in the mood, I don't wanna hear speakin' (I don't) Show me it's real, don't tell me I'm dreamin' Rest for the rich, so I'm hardly sleepin', gang (Brrt) Juggin' and trappin', I find it appealin' All of this food, all of this food All of this food and I still haven't eaten (I'm starvin') Gyalie 'round me for a reason, you make her look meady, I make her look decent Manners are free, so I tell her, "Good evenin'" (Good evenin') Pretty little thing, but I put her in season (Damn)
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Credits
- Writers
- Karma (Zone 2)