Airplane Mode - Marlon Craft

I’m in airplane mode, don’t talk to me

I’m in airplane mode, don’t talk to me

I’m in airplane mode, there they go

I’m way above the bullshit, wavin at you haters

I’m in airplane mode, don’t talk to me

I’m in airplane mode, don’t talk to me

I’m in airplane mode, there they go

I’m way above the bullshit, way above the bullshit

'Bout as underrated as an Aaron Gordon dunk

Y’all some rockstar dads it’s apparent you a punk

I been tryna bring the truth, you could dare me if you want

Very rarely do my pass barely for you wary muhfuckas, I’m a grump

Craft on his high horse again

Knicks chanclas and some socks on the porch again

Readin bout whatever false persona they be morphin into this week

Bitch, please (Shut the fuck up, man)

This a light flex, I’m just gettin my endorphins in

They like, «Please bring the chorus and forage and foreign win in a foreign

whip»

But they so familiar

How am I the one observin that they so vanilla?

Tryna unwind

I’ve been very stressed

We on the decline

We ain’t our very best

I’m havin tough times

Don’t understand my chest

Beneath the vest is leaks at best

I wrote this shit the day Smoke got popped

Feel like I’m losin the little hope I got

Feel like everybody with the jokes, I’m not

So I’m just tryna focus on the folks I got

I’m in airplane mode, don’t talk to me

I’m in airplane mode, don’t talk to me

I’m in airplane mode, there they go

I’m way above the bullshit, wavin at you haters

I’m in airplane mode, don’t talk to me

I’m in airplane mode, don’t talk to me

I’m in airplane mode, there they go

I’m way above the bullshit, way above the bullshit

Leave me alone, please

I ain’t felt right since we lost Kobe

I ain’t been the same since Mac OD’d

Shit is OD

I’m feelin lonely

Ain’t had a hero in years, got zero appears

Had to delete the apps, tired of needing your cheers

Tired of all the media just feeding your fears

But fuck that, pass the sauce

Gotta hold on

Put a little bit of rhythm in it

So strong

That’s why they get a little bitter with it

Cold on

All of the shoulders that they limit him with

No prob

My heart bundled up for winter

But watch when I get hot how the climate change

Fuck yo finer things

I’m like if Cornel West, Griselda, Chappelle and a Dell all got together and

designed a brain

Ain’t no time for games, man

I’m in airplane mode, don’t talk to me

I’m in airplane mode, don’t talk to me

I’m in airplane mode, there they go

I’m way above the bullshit, wavin at you haters

I’m in airplane mode, don’t talk to me

I’m in airplane mode, don’t talk to me

I’m in airplane mode, there they go

I’m way above the bullshit, way above the bullshit