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Catch Flight
13.260
Hip-Hop/Rap
Catch Flight adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Dollaz N Dealz Ent tarafından 26 Aralık 2013 tarihinde yayınlandıProject Baby
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Çıkış Tarihi26 Aralık 2013
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM89

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Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill Kahan Kapri
Bill Kahan Kapri
Songwriter
DJ Jay R
DJ Jay R
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Jay R
DJ Jay R
Producer

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[Verse 1]
Look
I don't catch feelings, bitch, I catch flights
I use to sell rocks, now I'm rockin' mics
I'ma show you what a boss look like
Run up on me, I'ma hit 'em on sight
I was livin' wrong, got my money right
I hustled all day, hustled all night
Told me life a gamble, I was shootin' dice
And I don't catch feelings, bitch, I catch flights
[Verse 2]
They say my flow mean, dress code nice
And now I pull up in a Jag', used to steal bikes
Black ****, not a racist, I was sellin' white
I had to stay down, now my car sittin' high
[Verse 3]
I was bustin' lips, pullin' licks, doin' heat
Jumped in head first, I was in deep
Pocket full of rocks, not a kid
Rocked the beat, shook the streets
I can't let them crackers down me
[Verse 4]
A.D. put me on my feet, said my time here
Audemar wrap my wrist, yeah, my time clear
And I don't see you hatin' ****, I be goin' blind
I'm on my first class shit, I be so fly
[Verse 5]
I don't catch feelings, bitch, I catch flights
I use to sell rocks, now I'm rockin' mics
I'ma show you what a boss look like
Run up on me, I'ma hit 'em on sight
I was livin' wrong, got my money right
I hustled all day, hustled all night
Told me life a gamble, I was shootin' dice
And I don't catch feelings, bitch, I catch flights
[Verse 6]
I'm picking up checks, I don't fall in love
I don't catch feelings, I just catch a nut
I was dead broke, ****, now I live it up
Took off in a private jet and landed on the club
Keep designer on my body, I'm modified
I'm a sniper, run up on me, don't you think about it
I just poured up a four, sippin' dirty Fanta
I was catchin' city bus, now I'm in a Phantom
I was poppin' down rocks, givin' licks to sell 'em
Project baby, shittin' on a ****, where my Pamper?
Cake like my birthday, blow it like a candle
Got my shit under control, I'm 'bout to flip a channel
[Verse 7]
I don't catch feelings, bitch, I catch flights
I use to sell rocks, now I'm rockin' mics
I'ma show you what a boss look like
Run up on me, I'ma hit 'em on sight
I was livin' wrong, got my money right
I hustled all day, hustled all night
Told me life a gamble, I was shootin' dice
And I don't catch feelings, bitch, I catch flights
[Verse 8]
And now I'm on my rich shit
And now I'm on my rich shit
And now I'm on my rich shit
And now I'm on my rich shit
Written by: Bill Kahan Kapri, Dj Jay-r
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