Aeroplane Mode

Lyrics

Hello?
 Huh?
 Yeah
 I don't wanna talk on the phone no more (More)
 They got it twisted, they think they're oh so sure
 True say, I should be open more
 But they don't know what goes on behind closed doors
 How can you hate on a kid?
 Set pace, made change, now I'm chasin' a quid
 I just slide through makes best break when I switch
 Less stress in my brain but I never say shit and it's takin' the piss
 Huh, minor, I'm made for this
 Been puttin' in major shifts
 That's how mumsy raised the kid
 The fame's gone to his head
 Yo, Aitch, you're a ghost, where you been?
 Please lowe it, I'm busy
 I've not changed, I've grown
 I've gotta get dough
 More time, I'm not in the city
 Got my guys to the end
 And I know certain man have got mine if it ever gets sticky
 And I don't ever act bad but big
 Bro's goin' on mad if you wanna act silly
 Energy's high, no negative vibes, I'll get it in time
 Stop-stop telling your lies, belling my line, expect a decline
 Head's in the sky, somehow I managed to stay on the grind
 But I stay true to my mind, no one can tell me that I'm not the guy
 I don't wanna talk on the phone no more
 They got it twisted, they think they're oh so sure
 True say, I should be open more
 But they don't know what goes on behind closed-
 Yeah
 Keep my mouth shut, I ain't talking too much
 I see all of the fake, I just walk in and shush
 Try and stay cool but my temperature's all the way up
 You say it's all love but I'm callin' your bluff
 It's crazy, you gotta go get it
 A solid foundation can fall into dust
 Some people used to have all of my trust
 If you hate on the kid then you all can get f
 Only real people around me
 Say it with my chest and proudly
 You'll soon change your mind if you doubt me
 Imagine a playlist without me
 I can't have no haters about me
 They wanna throw shade and I hate when it's cloudy
 Tryna make my chains then I'm outtie
 No, you can't have my number, don't shout me
 I don't believe them stories
 I see straight through it all, it's just boring
 Seen the game, kick the door in
 Boy, if I shoot my shot, then I'm scorin'
 Too many texts I'm ignoring
 I just been in my zone and exploring
 All in time, I won't force it
 A wise man told me "Time is important"
 I don't wanna talk on the phone no more
 They got it twisted, they think they're oh so sure
 True say, I should be open more
 But they don't know what goes on behind closed doors
 

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Duration
02:48
Key
1
Tempo
133 BPM

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