ON THE NET

(505, what you doing) Late night cruisin' on the net I don't wanna check My phone, lay to rest D&D all the time, I've been writing rhymes With my dawgs...Johnny Test Like Mr. Morale how I step And she giving me throat, know it hurt like strep Like Nike I don't stay with a tech Drugs got me crossed up like Rec Yeah my life from movie, I want off the set Feel like I'm Truman, everyone a fed When emotions get too much, go to bed Lately, I've been living in my head Thinking 'bout hitting up my ex Going through changes, feel like X At the festival off X She wanna be with me just for sex But when I bring it up, she get defensive Block her through a text Block her like a center, I wish we never met I'm in the car bumping that radio, no jet set And we ain't taking more chances This ain't Russian roulette, Yeah You know when I step in I'm looking sharp like a bayonet Boy get popped like a sudafed He brown nosin' like a brunette And he know I'm right, but he upset Talking all that, he ain't up yet I just blacked out, look like vignette And I'm packing shit, let my name Brett I be running shit, Leonard Fournette Bitch, it's me or him, ain't no contest Off a tab, synthetic sunset Cookin' stir fry, ain't no offset I live my life, no regrets Moving forward, I don't regress She wanna make a tape like a cassette Stay underground like Budapest I move on fast like a Corvette I cut it up, cut it up, Gillette And i'm fly as hell, like Boba Fett In my city, my music, I am a vet Late night cruisin' on the net I don't wanna check, my phone lay to rest Late night cruisin' on the net I don't wanna check, my phone lay to rest (uh huh)