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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Call Me Ace
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Patterson
Songwriter
Joshua Heath
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J-Dot Music
Producer
Lyrics
Hello everyone
Thank you for your attention
And welcome to Flight 815 to San Francisco
It's time to prepare for takeoff
My main phone's on airplane mode
From JFK to SFO
I let my thoughts fly
Somersault and land in my notes while
We soarin' the summer skies and changin' the coast
I am not one to complain
I constrain my thoughts while in public
Save it for the instrumentals, show 'em how I does this
Show off for my aunt, I know she'd love this
Back by internal demand to speak the truth and live out my calling
A white collar worker, you'd think that of all things
I climb the corporate ladder until I'm called "king"
Instead I'm bringin' lyrical hope to offsprings
Craft art on planes you could say I "draw wings"
High Grade too high still I'm a flawed being
Don't look up to me cause people change like
Summer winter fall spring
We know you have lots of choices
Before we depart, here are some important safety instructions
Make sure you're in a comfortable position
And all electronic distractions are put away
This is the only exception to allowing High Grade on the plane
Although U.S. law prohibits you from disabling the smoke detectors
This entire album will be fire
Yea
I'm back at I can't kick the habit
Just rappin' with a passion they swear that I spit magic
I feel I'm onto somethin', my commonsense says to grab it
Flyin' to different countries, pickin' up accents
They can't tell where I'm from, but keep askin'
I can't tell where I'm goin', just keep gassin'
Overlappin' competition so fast they don't what happened
Keep flappin', pass 'em in droves, that's how I roll
On the road I'm like Roadrunner but they swore that I drove
Gotta show and prove so I book shows collect sales
Gotta go if you in my green room and don't know you well
I don't fear man and don't serve in no mental jails
I'm dark outside, but inside, bred, time'll tell
I've suffered so much that this life I thought was hell
But I learnt that to find success you gotta fail, look
I fly for joy I fly for death
Too much in my life to fight to be fly to death
RIP Chanel, my cousin died for breath
What I look like at my job tryna die from stress? Hold up
Got some thoughts to get off my chest until there's nothin' left
Nothin' more, no less, I guess
I put my life all inside of this text
Although they get me still it look like they ain't found me yet
I'm gone
Now in case of an emergency
If you need a moment to pause, exclaim, and rewind any track
Please feel free to do so
While there are no oxygen masks
Normal breathing will start the flow of oxygen
Remember: always correct your breathing first before helping a friend
The crew will now be coming around to do a final cabin check
If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask
Here to make your flight great
Writer(s): Anthony Patterson, Joshua Heath
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