Te’von – INNANET

Te’von – INNANET Lyrics

Artist: Te’von
Song: INNANET

He’s just full of the exaggerated swagger of a Black teen
God is good
b#tches is bad
Blessed; I got all the swag

Internet n#gg#s is mad
Talking big, it’s all cap
It’s all fake
It’s all fiction

I’m finna start a petition
Y’all just plagiarize the talented to gain position
God is good
b#tches is bad

Blessed; I got all the swag
Executive n#gg#s is mad
Talking big, it’s all cap
It’s all fake

It’s all fiction
I’m finna start a petition
Y’all just prey on talented folk with hopes to gain position
You n#gg#s is biters, and worst you thought that you ate [Yeah yeah

Creating is hard, so I’ve heard, I can’t relate [Yeah yeah
I’m always great [Yeah yeah
Finish my plate [Yeah yeah
I got class, they want clout, such is their fate

Suckers will string you along with potential but ain’t did sh#t
And ain’t got no plans too
They really be good at the faking
Want a piece of the pie that I’m baking

Ain’t so much as made the crust
Ain’t worth sh#t I pay them dust
Ain’t so much as hand me utensils
You just hanging, n#gg# suspenseful

See I’m saucy, genius dripping off me
And my sights are lofty
Very all or nothing
So you know my b#tch bad, she behaving awfully

Like you know your shit’s wack, let you down softly
Meanwhile I’m flowing
Ya drip be just for the moment
I just flex flex flex flex flex

It’s a compulsion [Got’em
Causing commotion [Got’em
Stunt in the open [Got’em
I can’t help it

Baby, I’m chosen
God is good
b#tches is bad
Blessed; I got all the swag

Internet n#gg#s is mad
Talking big, it’s all cap
It’s all fake
It’s all fiction

I’m finna start a petition
Y’all just prey on talented folk with hopes to gain position
Peep
I been out here grinding and this sh#t ain’t for the weak

They cannot create and so instead they just critique
The cornier among you see the style and just copy
Tryna make a mill is not a mission for the meek
b#tches want daddies and sponsors

She peek-at-you, she a pocket monster
Everybody’s performing
Instagram should be called InConcert
They choreographing they moves

Composing all of their blues
Tell me how the f#ck you creative if you following all the rules?
Y’all just tracing
You ain’t Picassos

Thinking inside the box
Your color’s are blocked, you a Rothko
Stay in your lane
Don’t even mention my name

You can’t offer me no advice
Take a whiff, our sh#t ain’t the same
You don’t know sh#t
You ain’t seen sh#t

You ain’t bout sh#t
You don’t mean sh#t
You ain’t studied
You ain’t skilled

You ain’t talented
You ain’t real
You ain’t deep
You ain’t thoughtful

You ain’t novel
You ain’t artful
You just bumping ya f#cking gums
Whole time your opinions are awful

“Shut up. Shut the f#ck up!
Enough. E-***-nough!
Boy I been sick to my f#cking stomach watching you imbeciles type things!
Stop typing. You n#gg#s are stupid…”

God is good
b#tches is bad
Blessed, I got all the swag
[Blessed I got all the swag

Internet n#gg#s is mad
God is good
b#tches is bad
Blessed, I got all the swag

[Blessed I got all the swag
Internet n#gg#s is mad]
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Te’von Lyrics – INNANET

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Release Year: 2022