"A.M. Flights Lyrics"
Drum Dummie
Can you heal my hurt baby?
I don't know why I trust them other bitches in the first place
I'm smoking presidential bud and I need you to be my first lady
It ain't the day you was born, but I need you in your birthday suit
You know I don't know play, 'bout my business like a businessman
Don't get mad when you can't come, too many Ks on this Sprinter van
And when she mad, she don't stop listening to my music 'cause she been a fan
If you miss it, say you miss it then, hop on this flight and let me hit it then
Ain't no time for packing, I'm gone, my flight in the morning
Forgive me, I ain't ignore you, call you when I finish performing
Shouldn't be ashamed, whatever drugs you need, I promise you we on it
Ain't satisfiеd, I need Ms in the bank, and baby, I be on it
And I got all my brothers with mе but I'm still lonely
I can't lie, I need you here to hold me
I done had plenty of 'em tell me that they different, gotta show me
And how so many of 'em tell me that I'm switching when they don't know me (Ooh, yeah)
I just packed my bags 'cause I gotta leave in the morning
I see that you yawning, I'ma give you D 'fore I get on it
I know you the best, you everything that I wanted
I see that you horny, so I'ma give you D in the morning
Do me a favor, don't compare to them other niggas
I got Glocks with switches and I done ran up another figure
I know all these hoes be fanned out so I'ma take they phone 'fore I fuck 'em (Why?)
'Cause it won't be another picture, fuck them bitches
None of these hoes compare to you
While I'm on the road, I just wish that I was there for you
I'm with the bros but I got nina, brand new whip, you want a Bimmer
I ain't packing up if we was fussin' and fighting, fuck 'fore I leave her
Ain't no time for packing, I'm gone, my flight in the morning
Forgive me, I ain't ignore you, call you when I finish performing
Shouldn't be ashamed, whatever drugs you want, I promise you we on it
Ain't satisfied, I need Ms in the bank, and baby, I be on it
And I got all my brothers with me but I'm still lonely
I can't lie, I need you here to hold me
I done had plenty of 'em tell me that they different, gotta show me
And how so many of 'em tell me that I'm switching when they don't know me
My flight in the morning
Call you when I finish performing
I promise you we on it
And baby, I be on it
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