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lirik lagu flights – lndn drgs & jay worthy

[intro: lndn drgs]
yeah
you already know what it is, man
so motherf-ckin’ smooth
so motherf-ckin’ lavish
this that luxury music
yeah

[verse 1: lndn drgs]
missin’ flights on the daily
promoters prolly’ hate me
but it’s money in the v and i got hoes who really pay me
coach-lla both weeks so you know i don’t sleep
beard lookin’ like ross, this the life of a boss
first cl-ss hard floss, never did in private jet
but i’m a n-gga out the ‘jects, just a n-gga out the west
every time i hit the stage, you know i do it for the set (for the set)
do it for the money, i ain’t worried ’bout the s-x
rarely ever f-ck my work unless you break us out the checks
either that or take me out to land us shoppin’ in the ends
right side how i’m drivin’, still i’m hoppin’ out the benz (the benz)
the biz, that’s my homie, if i said it, then we friends
fake n-ggas takin’ pictures with rappers they barely met (barely met)
stuntin’ for the ‘gram, like n-gga you 36
though why still thuggin’ when n-ggas that politic
know flies over n-ggas who claimin’ but never rep

[break: stro]
yeah, yeah
yeah, look

[verse 2: stro]
i might travel on some first cl-ss sh-t
if i get high, catch a red eye
fly young n-gga in bed-stuy
raised down in flatbush, brooklyn the jungle
never lost one, i be movin’ like i want to (i want to)
that move’s hot, you promotin’ what you gon’ do
our’s so silent, we tell them hoes “come through”
you out here but we out share
i mean we really out share like we tired of sh-ttin’
playin’ games with the cash like we tired of livin’
got this sh-t laced up like i’m tired of trippin’
i meditate, you was never great if they never hate
while you buildin’, n-ggas stare ’til you elevate
they try to meet you on the top floor when you high, g
claimin’ they was with you at the bottom, that’s a lie, b (that’s a lie, b)
life’s a movie, we do this sh-t properly
shawty pullin’ on my shirt, that’s a thot t
impeaced to my west coast n-ggas
i hit up jay worthy, he gon’ school me on the pimpin’
must admit, in the past life, i was slippin’
let her spend the night, even home ‘er like a simpson
but now the kid cold like dreamville
n-ggas call me stro when i beat k!ll
reek sk!ll, i don’t do much, i just speak chill
say the word, f-ck the long sentence, free meek mill
stevie wonders can’t see our sh-t
it’s stro and jay worthy, b-i-itch

[outro]
hoo!

- lndn drgs jay worthy

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