Текст песни 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
Ya'll some rockstars 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 motherfuckers, 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
The 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 in 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 o.d'ed
Shit, is oddly?

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 ya finer things
I'm like if Cornell West, Griselda, La Chappel
And Adele 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