Airplane Mode

[Chorus] 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 [Verse 1] '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 [Chorus] 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 [Verse 2] 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 [Chorus] 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