D-Conex - Flight Time [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Skit]

[Xena]
What do you listen to?

[Daniel]
(laughs) I usually bump, like, Kendrick. Like, Joey Bada$$, J Cole, like, shit like that. Like Pro Era

[Xena]
Same

[Daniel]
Oh for real, for real?

[Xena]
I thought you listened to like Fetty Wap shit

[Daniel and Xena laugh]

[Daniel]
Nah, nah. I mean, I bump that. But you know, like, if I'm really tying to vibe, I like some lyrical stuff that has meaning, you know what I'm saying?

[Xena]
Yeah, that's what hip hop is about

[Daniel]
Yeah, I mean, all that other stuff is like, so-

[Daniel and Xena]
Stereotypical...

[Verse 1]
No Byrd or MJ but its flight time
And I've been looking for the right time
To put these bars into motion
Flowing effortless on the track but there's never no show boating
I've been waiting long for this moment
To own it, to hold it
To grasp it, and now I've got it I could never ever pass it
Until I leave that beat lying in a casket
I'm about to take another victim and evict him out the system because its been out of rhythm and whack
Thats why they never knew that i was spitting crack through the cracks
But im back, and i got a lot in the bag
Nowadays rap's all about sex, money, drugs
I confess money does, have an effect on you
There's no contesting that view
Grab another gold chain
Man its still all the same

[Hook x2]
But this right here is a throwback
I'm just trying get my flow back
I keep my eyes on the prize
Even when I'm grounded, keep my eyes to the skies, i despise all your lies

[Verse 2]
Pause, I'm back with the real
No acting but I'm back on the reel
And I'm living in the moment like I'm facing a still
Drop a hit free single, got a base, you a steal
I enter the track then I'm blacking out
I spaz out, then pass tracks out fast amounts
But I won't let the cash amount
Stashing money in my bank account
Well you can bank on that, like I'm Tim Duncan
Its obvious to see like I'm six feet with Tims dunking
This is meant to be, I'm mentally
Ahead of anyone that passed the Mensa b
And, I'm so raw
I draw with no regard for the law
I'm too lawless
I couldn't give a f, if I did then I wouldn't be flawless

[Hook x2]