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Will C - Airplane Mode Lyrics



Will C - Airplane Mode Lyrics
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[ Featuring KO Kenny ]

Got a lot up on my mind
I been runnin' out of time
Still alive, I'm feeling fine
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Got a lot up on my mind (a lot up on my mind)
I been runnin' out of time (out of time, out of time)
Still alive, I'm feeling fine
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Feels like I'm running out of time, getting wasted
Can't let 'em think that I'm washed up, tasteless
I only build with the real, no fake shit
We was born with the skill, no makeshift
Keep my eyes on the mission to inspire with a vision
I can fire with precision through the lines of division
With my rhymes and my rhythm, put my files in the system
In a dire situation, make a viable decision
Work ethic real like Will (C!)
End of my labor, fruits gettin' tasted
I talk shit to your face bitch, blatant
Straight to the top, let's just hop in the spaceship
Yo, word to the wise: we're lurkin' in turbulent times
Flirtin' with certain demise
But search in your mind, you can never be sure what you'll find
You can rise through the curses and lies
I don't talk too much - look bitch, we'll see
I bang with MCs that are killin' shit lyrically
It's All On The Table, yeah, I murdered my EP
Turn back the hands and it's murder on repeat (repeat, repeat)
Got a lot up on my mind (a lot up on my mind)
I been runnin' out of time (out of time, out of time)
Still alive, I'm feeling fine
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Got a lot up on my mind (a lot up on my mind)
I been runnin' out of time (out of time, out of time)
Still alive, I'm feeling fine
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
You take your negativity and stew, I take my energy and do
Save the pleasantries - f*ck it dog, I'm Ebeneezer Scrooge
Sippin' Hennessy and booze, gettin' menacing with moods
Got a legacy to prove, dog, I'm never hittin' snooze
You talkin' 'bout views
They talkin' 'bout Views
He's talkin' 'bout views
I'm talkin' 'bout views
I'm all about peace (Ps), you're all about cues (Qs)
You're all about me, I'm all about you
Most Americans judgin', idle, Paula Abduls
They just holler at dudes, sit and follow mad rules
It's a product of a generation coddled at school
Got a sense of myself that I'm not 'bout to lose
Like woah
Illest motherf*cker alive vibes
Sloppy motherf*ckers couldn't touch me if they rushed me with five guys
Sean Carter with the bag, I sip on them Mai Tais
Wayne Carter with the gab, killin' the rhyme slime
Little niggas tryna to dap, jumpin' like it's high five
Stay showin' love back, lettin' all my niggas shine
Life on the ledge when I hop in the jet
Airplane mode, I can't hear shit - deaf
Everybody got opinions, push 'em far to the left
Niggas got problems so I keep 'em at arm's length
Got a lot up on my mind (a lot up on my mind)
I been runnin' out of time (out of time, out of time)
Still alive, I'm feeling fine
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Got a lot up on my mind (a lot up on my mind)
I been runnin' out of time (out of time, out of time)
Still alive, I'm feeling fine
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
To my people in the hustle 'bout to sell they soul
Y'all can stay fly, I'm goin' airplane mode
It's all green from here, dog, the fairway's closed
I'ma carve my own path, f*ck a well-paved road
Bullets come for rappers even more when they take off
Tryna smash 'em all, they can't see me though - face off
Pull up on me and a little nigga gettin' tossed
Tell a "boss bitch" - "sit down bitch, I'm the boss"
So many beautiful things in this world... beautiful things
Places to go, sights to see
Sky and the leaves, tide and the trees
Mind on my sleeve
Love the way you shake ya fat
Fry her shit - pork rinds
World is for the takin' back, call this shit, my time
Smoking on a spinach sack, rollin' shit - Popeye
Hit the gas flow with KO Kenny
No brake pads and my tank on empty
In my bag, but this ain't no Fendi
In a space all my own where fate won't tempt me, get me?
Regular people chase regular goals
Created my lane to go vertical - high road
My niggas even read smoke signals - guy code
Tunnel vision on the goal, bitch I go beast mode
Got a lot up on my mind
I been runnin' out of time
Still alive, I'm feeling fine
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Got a lot up on my mind (a lot up on my mind)
I been runnin' out of time (out of time, out of time)
Still alive, I'm feeling fine
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Got a lot up on my mind (a lot up on my mind)
I been runnin' out of time (out of time, out of time)
Still alive, I'm feeling fine
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Got a lot up on my mind (a lot up on my mind)
I been runnin' out of time (out of time, out of time)
Still alive, I'm feeling fine
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
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Got a lot up on my mind
I been runnin' out of time
Still alive, I'm feeling fine
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Got a lot up on my mind (a lot up on my mind)
I been runnin' out of time (out of time, out of time)
Still alive, I'm feeling fine
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Feels like I'm running out of time, getting wasted
Can't let 'em think that I'm washed up, tasteless
I only build with the real, no fake shit
We was born with the skill, no makeshift
Keep my eyes on the mission to inspire with a vision
I can fire with precision through the lines of division
With my rhymes and my rhythm, put my files in the system
In a dire situation, make a viable decision
Work ethic real like Will (C!)
End of my labor, fruits gettin' tasted
I talk shit to your face bitch, blatant
Straight to the top, let's just hop in the spaceship
Yo, word to the wise: we're lurkin' in turbulent times
Flirtin' with certain demise
But search in your mind, you can never be sure what you'll find
You can rise through the curses and lies
I don't talk too much - look bitch, we'll see
I bang with MCs that are killin' shit lyrically
It's All On The Table, yeah, I murdered my EP
Turn back the hands and it's murder on repeat (repeat, repeat)
Got a lot up on my mind (a lot up on my mind)
I been runnin' out of time (out of time, out of time)
Still alive, I'm feeling fine
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Got a lot up on my mind (a lot up on my mind)
I been runnin' out of time (out of time, out of time)
Still alive, I'm feeling fine
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
You take your negativity and stew, I take my energy and do
Save the pleasantries - f*ck it dog, I'm Ebeneezer Scrooge
Sippin' Hennessy and booze, gettin' menacing with moods
Got a legacy to prove, dog, I'm never hittin' snooze
You talkin' 'bout views
They talkin' 'bout Views
He's talkin' 'bout views
I'm talkin' 'bout views
I'm all about peace (Ps), you're all about cues (Qs)
You're all about me, I'm all about you
Most Americans judgin', idle, Paula Abduls
They just holler at dudes, sit and follow mad rules
It's a product of a generation coddled at school
Got a sense of myself that I'm not 'bout to lose
Like woah
Illest motherf*cker alive vibes
Sloppy motherf*ckers couldn't touch me if they rushed me with five guys
Sean Carter with the bag, I sip on them Mai Tais
Wayne Carter with the gab, killin' the rhyme slime
Little niggas tryna to dap, jumpin' like it's high five
Stay showin' love back, lettin' all my niggas shine
Life on the ledge when I hop in the jet
Airplane mode, I can't hear shit - deaf
Everybody got opinions, push 'em far to the left
Niggas got problems so I keep 'em at arm's length
Got a lot up on my mind (a lot up on my mind)
I been runnin' out of time (out of time, out of time)
Still alive, I'm feeling fine
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Got a lot up on my mind (a lot up on my mind)
I been runnin' out of time (out of time, out of time)
Still alive, I'm feeling fine
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
To my people in the hustle 'bout to sell they soul
Y'all can stay fly, I'm goin' airplane mode
It's all green from here, dog, the fairway's closed
I'ma carve my own path, f*ck a well-paved road
Bullets come for rappers even more when they take off
Tryna smash 'em all, they can't see me though - face off
Pull up on me and a little nigga gettin' tossed
Tell a "boss bitch" - "sit down bitch, I'm the boss"
So many beautiful things in this world... beautiful things
Places to go, sights to see
Sky and the leaves, tide and the trees
Mind on my sleeve
Love the way you shake ya fat
Fry her shit - pork rinds
World is for the takin' back, call this shit, my time
Smoking on a spinach sack, rollin' shit - Popeye
Hit the gas flow with KO Kenny
No brake pads and my tank on empty
In my bag, but this ain't no Fendi
In a space all my own where fate won't tempt me, get me?
Regular people chase regular goals
Created my lane to go vertical - high road
My niggas even read smoke signals - guy code
Tunnel vision on the goal, bitch I go beast mode
Got a lot up on my mind
I been runnin' out of time
Still alive, I'm feeling fine
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Got a lot up on my mind (a lot up on my mind)
I been runnin' out of time (out of time, out of time)
Still alive, I'm feeling fine
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Got a lot up on my mind (a lot up on my mind)
I been runnin' out of time (out of time, out of time)
Still alive, I'm feeling fine
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Got a lot up on my mind (a lot up on my mind)
I been runnin' out of time (out of time, out of time)
Still alive, I'm feeling fine
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
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Writer: William Corbett, Chandler Ponti, Kenny Taveras
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Will C - Airplane Mode Video
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Performed By: Will C
Featuring: KO Kenny
Language: English
Length: 3:50
Written by: William Corbett, Chandler Ponti, Kenny Taveras

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