Tunde Olaniran - The Internet lyrics

Sittin at home, alone Just writing poems to beats and stuff And now her cell phone art, got lil' red hearts That make me blush She got friends I'd like to meet I'll prolly smoke a buncha weed And the gla** clink @LamesJinck cuz I'm James Link, bia.. 4, 5 plays on the internet 5, 6 plays on the internet 7, 8 plays on the internet We on the internet First piece of peace I got and yeah I'm into that Eating my pad thai Just sitting on the internet You-tube how-to's Show me how to get a rad life Morph mine into a Swan dive from a Jacknife Nothing better close the door No sense in waiting Help yourself to seconds Buffet life so I can plate it Never see to much cheese So when I get it gotta grate it Appetite never sated Can't smoke but I'm faded Kiss that, lips into the camera phone, deuces Skyping keep the speakers/sounds muted can't chat Roomie in the kitchen heard the cam snap Oxytocin overload attract those Who never wait for anything the feel goes Into another definition lust holds Easy in, easy out; we remove rope But yo I got rhymes for days I'm in a daze I might Eat a weed cookie and drink a couple mind erasers But first, I gotta say what's up to my fans I could prob fit 'em all in the back of my Good Kid, Mad City minivan But when I'm stompin' in my high tops nobody can really stop him And I prolly stole at least part of this flow from Doc Waffles But when I'm on my own sh** I'm all like Oooh And every time your girl hears it she knows what to do Ain't nobody hungrier for clicks, clicks Ain't nobody lazier than this this Me and apathy could have a tryst, tryst Ain't no better customers than misfits Rectangles glowin and keep me up late Get down down da-down with freaky brain waves Never round when down town get sun rays See james hang up his house phone to get blazed Like 4, 5, plays on the internet...