Flight School Lyrics - Love Life & Loyalty - Glc

Let me get my theme music (x2) 

'Aye, Let me get my theme music (x2) 

[Chorus] 

Baby, just forget everything that you know 

Let's take it all the way back to hello 

They say you livin' like you died before 

I got a place that only I can go 

Let me take you to flight school 

(We'll learn to fly) 

Let me take you to flight school 

(Above all the lights) 

You've never been so high, kiss the ground goodbye 

And you say, damn baby how did you get that fly? 

Flight school 

I got the airplane passes, the aviator glasses 

She be lookin fly like aviator classes 

So classy, Jacqueline Onassis 

Used to sneak and move like Ali, Cassius 

Massive, like Kennedy's assassin 

We was killin time like clocks in the casket 

Perhaps its time to prevail 

I'll show you Gotham City like I'm Christian Bale 

I can be Barack and let you be Michelle 

Miguel. Gizelle. Dress fresh as hell. 

Louis. Gucci. Ye in that pastel 

Adore Dior, ride down Lake Shore 

She felt the vibe, I had to make sure 

She felt deprived livin like she died 

Slide with a G, now she felt revived 

In town for the night, she's somebody wifey 

The LE, she never seen these 

So the moment I might seize 

I done come up out the coma of livin life's dreams 

When you wake up in the morning you join the flight team. 

[Chorus] 

I got my superman power, my superman cape 

These the last hours, but superman late 

The clock is ticking, damn can you wait? 

Man, will he come back and save the day? 

Fly across the earth, put things in reverse 

I wish this life was a movie I could just rehearse 

Certain things I can't doctor, and you say I'm the worst 

I ain't have enough patients, but I needed a nurse 

Got to come by my head let, see if my head ache 

Then get my head straight 

Then give my head great 

Every time I popped up like the VCR 

I took your breath away 

Then we performed CPR 

With all the cars, the clothes, the lights, the boats 

I guess I was just trying to sow my royal oats 

In the penthouse position, 

With penthouse bitches, 

See I pimped my crib, so I must exhibit 

Shit, these last years been a haze like Issac 

So I close my eyes 

Tighter than Asian eyes 

Get realized 

I got the same wings angels fly 

With Louie Vuitton feathers, now that some fly shit 

[Chorus}