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Reo Cragun - Not The Internet Lyrics

"Not The Internet Lyrics"

Reo Cragun Lyrics


I just touched down off the jet
We don’t tolerate no disrespect
Smoke ‘em all just like a cigarette
I keep on going till there’s nothing left
Icy chain you can see my breath
Oh yeah, that’s right, that’s right, that’s right
This is my real life, this ain’t the internet, no
Bling, bling, bling

All my life I had no money, I was hurtin’ for it
I dropped out of college ‘cause I felt like I was learning nothin’
Way back in the day bitches I loved they was curvin’ on me
Yeah, now the tables turning on ‘em
I just dropped a four-piеce on the jewеlry she appreciative
Used to work the tire shop at Costco switchin’ Michelin
I became the mothafucka story that was [?] on ‘em
[Layin’?] up the block, yeah, I’m [layin’?] up

Me and my niggas wanna [pick?] ‘em out
So I had to go a different route
I made our life so trippin’ up

I just drank three shots
I feel it all in my blood now
I’m feelin’ the rush now
I’m feelin’ the rush now

I just touched down off the jet
We don’t tolerate no disrespect
Smoke ‘em all just like a cigarette
I keep on going till there’s nothing left
Icy chain you can see my breath
Oh yeah, that’s right, that’s right
This is my real life, this ain’t the internet, no
Bling, bling, bling

Lately, I ain’t trippin’ over shit that meant a lot to me
Used to ride the bench, now I’m ballin’ like it’s varsity
Bitches say they with me, in reality, I’m not with them
I ain’t even tryna to talk with ‘em
Wallet full of crypto I just five exed my net worth
Money coming easy, it feels like I embezzled it
We just hit some whoopty whoo and we did not measure them
She just wants to join me, baby, of course, you can
Wish I could explain how I feel right now
I know a thousand that counted me out
Used to be down bad, but I’m way up now
Way, way up now, oh yeah

I just drank three shots
I feel it all in my blood now
I’m feelin’ the rush now
I’m feelin’ the rush now

I just touched down off the jet
We don’t tolerate no disrespect
Smoke ‘em all just like a cigarette
I keep on going till there’s nothing left
Icy chain you can see my breath
Oh yeah, that’s right, that’s right
This is my real life, this ain’t the internet, no
Bling, bling, bling

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