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Night Flight Video (MV)




Performed By: Terrence Wood
Length: 3:06
Written by: Terrence Wood




Terrence Wood - Night Flight Lyrics
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They say you born broke it's not your fault, you die broke it is
What's your excuse get on your grizz, get biz
Can't blame nobody else your shortcomings ain't his
Take some ownership dig, homie get it how you live
The music rugged, if you like it then I love it
I'm just a dad tryna live within a budget
Squeeze a hug before my kids to big to want it
Yahmean bul, I'm tryna keep it a bean with you, a hundred
But truth is I probably need it more than they do
Nothings free, people value it more when they gotta pay you
It come with money back guarantees that I'ma slay you
Run that Philly Special on you anytime we play you
Then celebrate like it's Cinco De Mayo
You dig what I ink, we in sync, the link in the bio
It's end-user friendly, plug and play
Blame it on my ignorance I don't know no other way
My catalog's a collectors item, a goldmine
Grimey analog, effective writing with cold lines
I give you no shine, sometimes you gotta be disrespectful
To show you've been respectful the whole time
It's just a vibe dog you need to know that
I came all this way I can't go back
Get familiar with the bul I hope you learnin' me
Night Flight wrote it on my way to Germany
You see me crying cause my childhood heroes are dying
Rest in peace to Sean Price, Prodigy and Phife
The list goes on it's like the cycle of life
But their music basically raised the way I approach the mic
I invent then repurpose the content
Feel like I started yesterday, don't know where the time went
Flow so clean it leaves behind a pine scent
Have your mind bent look close read the fine print
I grow wings when I leap off the cliff
I'd rather have a oops than a what if?
In other words I'd rather make mistakes instead of wasting away my gifts
While you worried bout some management that's taking away your shift (shit)
I'd probably die on a treadmill like Will Smith
Before I pop molly blue or red pill take your pick
The last shirt you wear got no pockets on that bitch
Can't take nothing with you when they drop you in that pit
Silent partner I communicate with gestures
Then paint pictures with different tones and textures
This is just me dog ain't no extras
I'm nice, but my flow mean like Mo'Nique in Precious
It's just a vibe dog you need to know that
I came all this way I can't go back
Get familiar with the bul I hope you learnin' me
Night Flight wrote it on my way to Germany
I love when the words fall out the sky
I catch'em then I turn'em into something fly
I'm just doin' me, chillin', tryna live it up
Self-care I can't pour from no empty cup
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They say you born broke it's not your fault, you die broke it is
What's your excuse get on your grizz, get biz
Can't blame nobody else your shortcomings ain't his
Take some ownership dig, homie get it how you live
The music rugged, if you like it then I love it
I'm just a dad tryna live within a budget
Squeeze a hug before my kids to big to want it
Yahmean bul, I'm tryna keep it a bean with you, a hundred
But truth is I probably need it more than they do
Nothings free, people value it more when they gotta pay you
It come with money back guarantees that I'ma slay you
Run that Philly Special on you anytime we play you
Then celebrate like it's Cinco De Mayo
You dig what I ink, we in sync, the link in the bio
It's end-user friendly, plug and play
Blame it on my ignorance I don't know no other way
My catalog's a collectors item, a goldmine
Grimey analog, effective writing with cold lines
I give you no shine, sometimes you gotta be disrespectful
To show you've been respectful the whole time
It's just a vibe dog you need to know that
I came all this way I can't go back
Get familiar with the bul I hope you learnin' me
Night Flight wrote it on my way to Germany
You see me crying cause my childhood heroes are dying
Rest in peace to Sean Price, Prodigy and Phife
The list goes on it's like the cycle of life
But their music basically raised the way I approach the mic
I invent then repurpose the content
Feel like I started yesterday, don't know where the time went
Flow so clean it leaves behind a pine scent
Have your mind bent look close read the fine print
I grow wings when I leap off the cliff
I'd rather have a oops than a what if?
In other words I'd rather make mistakes instead of wasting away my gifts
While you worried bout some management that's taking away your shift (shit)
I'd probably die on a treadmill like Will Smith
Before I pop molly blue or red pill take your pick
The last shirt you wear got no pockets on that bitch
Can't take nothing with you when they drop you in that pit
Silent partner I communicate with gestures
Then paint pictures with different tones and textures
This is just me dog ain't no extras
I'm nice, but my flow mean like Mo'Nique in Precious
It's just a vibe dog you need to know that
I came all this way I can't go back
Get familiar with the bul I hope you learnin' me
Night Flight wrote it on my way to Germany
I love when the words fall out the sky
I catch'em then I turn'em into something fly
I'm just doin' me, chillin', tryna live it up
Self-care I can't pour from no empty cup
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Writer: Terrence Wood
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