Archie SOL - AirplaneMode Lyrics

I knw dey clockin me watchin me steady jockin me
Shoud've been up in realistate hw I move through these properties
Cum from da jungle
New Orleans we saw tht poverty
Got it out concrete dat mud was soft and kinda sweet

If feel threatened I'm a shot cho bitch ass thru the peephole
I'm on the blocking in all white ,ice pick like I'm peoples
I dnt knw hw to be real thts jst watt I do
Pray ta God to while coutin my money he protect my moves
U touch me I'm clutching linebacker I'll rush ya
You keep applying dat pressure like pipes I'm a bust ya
Dnt care bout cha daddy ya brudda or ya lil cuzin
And in this game look I gotta keep my under amor
The hood whr I was frm was always hot as the summer
The shots when dey rain out dey hit hard as the thunder
And if I say dat I got chu dat mean u my potna
U need my last dolla u get my last dolla

Feelin presidential so call me Archie Obama
Got some African homies dat fux wit me n Ghana
No I'm not no math teacher but numbers they solves my problems
And if bitch suckin me off yea she gone swolla
Sacrifices gotta add up to my accomplishment
Every move is calculated like I'm playin battleship...
No u can not ride my wave Tsunami with steroid hit..
Bitch I'm up ta date like Xbox u Sega Genesis...

Ummmm smoove as some malaise
And the wayy I hustle my next house in Calabasas

Ummmm wrote this on flight
High above the clouds man my future lookin so bright