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conversations.value: Write me a song called Catch Flight with the following description: “Catch Flight” is Kodak’s explanation of how he is transforming into a famous character in pop culture. He discusses the thug characteristics he will forever embody.Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Jay-Jay R
  Ha, for real
  This gon' blow AD
  Sniper (Uh-huh)
  Let's get it
  Lil Kodak in the Kodak flights
  Turn up, turn up
  Check
  [Chorus]
  I don't catch feelings, bitch, I catch flight (I'm on that rich shit)
  I used to sell rocks, now I'm rocking Mic's (I'm on that rich shit)
  I'ma show you what a boss​ look like (I'm on that rich shit)
  Run up on me, I'ma hit 'em on sight (I'm on that rich shit)
  I was living wrong, got my money right (I'm on that rich shit)
  I hustled all day, hustled all night (I'm on that rich shit)
  Told me life is a gamble,​​​ but I was shooting dice (I'm on that rich shit)
  And I don't catch feelings, bitch, I catch flight (Now I'm on that rich shit)
  [Verse 1]
  They say my flow mean, dress code nice
  I'll pull up in a Jag', used to steal bikes
  Black nigga, not a racist, I was selling white
  I had to stay down, now, my car sitting high
  I was bussin' licks, putting hits, totin' heat
  Jumped in head first, I was in deep​​​
  Pockets full of rocks, not a kid, rocked the beat
  Shoot the streets
  I can't let them crackers down me
  AD put me on my feet, said my time here
  Audemar wrap my wrist, yeah my time clear
  And I don't see you hating niggas, I be going blind
  I'm on my first class shit, I be so fly [Chorus]
  I don't catch feelings, bitch, I catch flight (I'm on that rich shit)
  I used to sell rocks, now I'm rocking Mic's (I'm on that rich shit)
  I'ma show you what a boss​ look like (I'm on that rich shit)
  Run up on me, I'ma hit 'em on sight (I'm on that rich shit)
  I was living wrong, got my money right (I'm on that rich shit)
  I hustled all day, hustled all night (I'm on that rich shit)
  Told me life is a gamble,​​​ but I was shooting dice (I'm on that rich shit)
  And I don't catch feelings, bitch, I catch flight (Now I'm on that rich shit)
  [Verse 2]
  I'm picking up checks, I don't fall in love (No It ain't)
  I don't catch feelings, I just catch a nut
  I was dead broke nigga, now I live it up
  Took off in a private jet and landed on the plug
  Keep designer on my body, I'm a auto-pilot
  I'm a sniper
  Run up on me, don't you think about it
  I just poured up a four, sipping dirty Fanta
  I was catching the city bus now I'm in a Phantom
  I was popping down rocks, giving licks to Santa (Skrrt)
  Project baby, shitting on a nigga, where my pamper?
  Cake like my birthday, blow it like a candle (Let's go)
  Got this shit under control, I'm 'bout to flip the channel
  [Chorus]
  I don't catch feelings, bitch, I catch flight (I'm on that rich shit)
  I used to sell rocks, now I'm rocking Mic's (I'm on that rich shit)
  I'ma show you what a boss​ look like (I'm on that rich shit)
  Run up on me, I'ma hit 'em on sight (I'm on that rich shit)
  I was living wrong, got my money right (I'm on that rich shit)
  I hustled all day, hustled all night (I'm on that rich shit)
  Told me life is a gamble,​​​ but I was shooting dice (I'm on that rich shit)
  And I don't catch feelings, bitch, I catch flight (Now I'm on that rich shit)