[Intro]
Dressing all black just like the mafia
She done with the gimmicks told me ‘boy I had enough of ya’
Inner city steady moving fishy no Tilapia
Let me get my shit together while a nigga put you on hold
From a city so cold, but you had to let go, I know, baby I’m…
[Verse 1]
Fucked up, sipping, sitting lonely in the cut
I ain't counting all the cups
Off the shit I’m feeling stuck
Bitch look, don’t touch, I been down on my luck
Hit the town leave a muck
Think I need the formula, I ain’t
Been myself for a minute, I been looking for the nigga that I was
Only shooting off the cuff
No this ain't no love, bitch I met you in the club
I’ll be with you for the night then I’m gone with dust
This a cold world, and it’s only getting colder
Girl don’t think about it cause’ we only getting older
Only worry bout it in the morning when I’m sober
I’ll admit I’ll still think about you when it’s over
Ima’ still report for duty like I was a soldier
Let me know if any of these niggas really know ya, like I really know ya
[Hook]
Dressing all black just like the mafia
She done with the gimmicks told me ‘boy I had enough of ya’
Inner city steady moving fishy no Tilapia
Let me get my shit together while a nigga put you on hold
I’m somewhere on the road, and time been moving slow
She catching up to speed, and going with the flow
[Post hook]
Two time right now, need you right now, twizzy right now, i’m on…
Two or three right now, let them lights down, let them lights down, let them down
[Verse 2]
I ain’t tryna leave the function yet
Waiting on me that conundrum yeah
Tell me I've been lost, you hit it on the head
Only thing I see is souls floating everywhere
From a city full of lust, and where them hoes sitting on the bench by the bus
As well niggas that gon’ do you wrong just because
They ain’t get no love from me if there ever was
Baby check the time, we ain’t gotta fight or fuss
Say a nigga stuck in traffic, way I’m in a rush
Trust me when I say all I’m missing is your touch
Now you’re dressing all white like dove, so I…
[Hook]
Dress in all black just like the mafia
She done with the gimmicks told me ‘boy I had enough of ya’
Inner city steady moving fishy no Tilapia
Let me get my shit together while a nigga put you on hold
I’m somewhere on the road, and time been moving slow
She catching up to speed, and going with the flow
[Electric Guitar Solo]
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[Moey's Voicemail Outro]
Yo ace, I don’t know if you’ve landed or not but we got happs teed up
And I need you to get the fuck out of your feelings and link us right now
As soon as you touch down, pull up to China town gardens pronto, yallah
FLIGHTMODE was written by Boy Ace.
FLIGHTMODE was produced by prodbyeros & Sam Varghese Abraham.
Boy Ace released FLIGHTMODE on Fri Apr 05 2024.