Airplane Mode

(It’s a Jack banger bro!) Yeah, yeah yeah, alright Let’s get it They want a lyricist A nigga speaking loud and articulate Here’s my experiment Tryina’ be equivalent So, I can be legitimately sound in this industry Other rappers ain’t hearing me I got god flow, I be ripping it I got doper lines than a crack addict I’m back and I’m better I say, I’m filling up seats like Coachella Got me a check, I need me some cheese No, I need some cheddar Foot on they neck Not foot on the pedal Yeah, yeah! And I ain’t letting go, I’m gone let you flow, (Yeah, yeah) Taking trips to the 7 seas We on different boats, We on different yachts yeah (On god) (Whoa whoa) Uh, Yeah Talk that talk Love is real (Real) People talking? Man, they fakes What’s a fake to a king, when I’m trying to count my money every day? I don’t wanna’ talk to the people, that don’t hear I gotta’ waste my time on the people that I know People keep on talking, every single little way Man, I’m on airplane every day, every- Whoa Hol’ up Ducking blows Gotta’ fall And I’m saying really 10 toes (10 Toes) Never changing, Never changing Never changing, Whoa (Whoa) Switching up with the blows (Blows) Taking hits Tyson Fury Niggas talking crazy, they don’t even know (They don’t even know) Taking life with the blows Understanding when you flow, when you flow People talking, they don’t understand drip Changing clothes just to get another dollar I gotta’ hustle until I’m really gone (Till I’m really gone!) Nobody’s pawn (Nobody’s pawn) Live my life, I’m walking down my road, all alone Pull right up In my mind In my city Do a show Get a bag Get a bag Never talking Whoa, whoa Airplane mode (Airplane mode) Airplane mode (Airplane mode) Chillin’ all up in my mind (yeah) All up in my little bag (bag) People keep on talking Yeah I know you really going out kinda sad (sad, sad) Airplane mode (Airplane mode) Airplane mode, Airplane mode Airplane mode, Airplane mode