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Flight Risk
4
Hip-Hop/Rap
Flight Risk was released on December 12, 2025 by OTLW as a part of the album Flight Risk - Single
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Release DateDecember 12, 2025
LabelOTLW
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lloyd Haines
Lloyd Haines
Vocals, Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lloyd Haines
Lloyd Haines
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cable Studios
Cable Studios
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

So
Is he what you're going on?
Now you're moving on?
Yeah yeah yeah
So
Is he what you're going on
To moving on?
 
Had to sit
And write this
Done with all the playing
Chasing us;
It's just a flight risk
Love just ain't enough
So I hide the bottle
Like a side chick
   
I'd toast up
To your future
But don't believe
In psychics
they told me I need closure
but this thing
Is always cyclic
Round and round, we go
Looking through my phone n shit
Then you already know
Like a woman's intuition
It's burns deep within your soul
Hits ya sharper than suspicion
But if I cheated you would know
So now we on our demon shit
Look out as they go
  
Now she on her boujee shit
Look how much she blows.
Your friends never liked me but
In person they'd say 'goals'
Tell em focus less on me
And more on
what goes up their nose
One more heartbreak
Until I'm asking
Where the hope's at
One more shot
Until I'm shouting
'Where the hoes at?'
My smile is painted hollow
Cause I'm missing on my prozac
Still it's been decade
Since I hid pills by my ball sack
Now every vein's a roadmap
tracing the drugs
I fall back
Yeah still
I fall back
to you
Now was it 5 or 6?
Times that she left me
When she wished she never did
Now she hit me with the follow again
Just to congratulate the kid, yuh
So what you saying bitch?
Got too much faith
To even try be fakin this
took a rebound home but
I don't even know what her name is
Now I'm staring at the ceiling
Wishing on stars
All for the same chick
She's feeling cautious
I'm feeling nauseas
It's just withdrawals
Forget your morals
Cause Broken hearts
are never silent
Cause they echo
You hear that echo?
Should have listened to your father from the get go
Cause I ain't special
We're temperamental
Cause in the court of love
You can't afford to be so judgemental
Now catch me spazzing on anodda
Instrumental
Yeah, I'm not done, no
Yeah yeahhh
When will I see you
Come to my fall off
Over here
I Threw my cards up on the table
Pull up your chair
I'm out my head
From ADD
Combined with my fears
I'm out my head
I'm out my head
I tore my heart apart
Until I really bled
Until I bled
All the things you said
Had to sit
And write this
Done with all the playing
Chasing us;
It's just a flight risk
Love just ain't enough
So I hide the bottle
Like a side chick
   
I'd toast up
To your future
But don't believe
In psychics
they told me I need closure
but this thing
Is always cyclic
Round and round, we go
Looking through my phone n shit
Then you already know
Like a woman's intuition
It's burns deep within your soul
Hits ya sharper than suspicion
But if I cheated you would know
So now we on our demon shit
Look out as they go
  
Now she on her boujee shit
Look how much she blows.
Your friends never liked me but
In person they'd say 'goals'
Tell em focus less on me
And more on
what goes up their nose
One more heartbreak
Until I'm asking
Where the hope's at
One more shot
Until I'm shouting
'Where the hoes at?'
My smile is painted hollow
Cause I'm missing on my prozac
Still it's been decade
Since I hid pills by my ball sack
Now every vein's a roadmap
tracing the drugs
I fall back
Yeah still
I fall back
to you
Now was it 5 or 6?
Times that she left me
When she wished she never did
Now she hit me with the follow again
Just to congratulate the kid, yuh
Written by: Lloyd Haines
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