Raised by the Internet - Caskey

Raised by the internet

Life: money, cars, clothes, hoes;

incorrect

Yeah, eyes closed, intellect

My generation never die, it’s a bet

Raised by the internet

Life: money, cars, clothes, hoes;

incorrect

Ayy, eyes closed, intellect

My generation never die

My generation never die

When my bones cigarillo dry

Celebrate for my souls in vanilla sky

In the larger scheme of things, we say, «Hello, bye»

Only one shot at life, but we settle, why?

Fuck Illuminati, kick the system with my shell toes

Made my enterprise off ecstasy and elbows

New Chanel bag, overshop on Melrose

She like attention, naked pictures on her cell phones

Me?

I be poppin' pills, tryin' to populate my ills

Pops lacked communicative skills, paid the bills

Left me and my momma, sister broke, I had to build

My mind the only sword that I could wield, so I killed

Any bitch ass rapper tryna show the skin and say he ill

Y’all mumble ass some bullshit, I can’t understand the feel

Y’all flash a lot of weapons, you ain’t go pop somethin' real

Y’all, only generation know just how it feel

Raised by the internet

Life: money, cars, clothes, hoes;

incorrect

Yeah, raised by the internet

My generation never die, it’s a bet

Yeah, raised by the internet

Life: money, cars, clothes, hoes;

incorrect

Yeah, raised by the internet

My generation never die, it’s a bet

Momma sing me lullabies in my native tongue, ayy ayy

A hunnid forty characters of love, ayy ayy

Slide into my DMs like a tongue, ayy ayy

Snap it one more time and make me cum, ayy ayy

Now everybody say that they the plug, ayy ayy

You pull up on 'em and they out of drugs, ayy ayy

Where I’m from, everybody bloods, ayy ayy

Least that’s what they say, but I can’t trust it, ayy

Oh, gun inside my coupe big as a musket, ayy

Pray I don’t bust it, ayy, they tryna disrupt it, ayy

They wanna catch up to me, take all of mustard, ayy

But shit, they rushed it, ayy, they way too flustered, bae

I’m way too calculated, you kicked out, you hate it

Once they see you in the streets, all that sideways talk 'bout how you

overrated turn to, «How you made it?»

«How you on so much drugs, not sedated?»

«You still fuck with Baby?

Ain’t that shit with him and Lil Wayne crazy?

He gon' pay you, dog, for your rhymin' skills?»

«Ain't you sittin' inside that Panamera Forgiatos, dog?

How that feel?»

«You see Nicki ass in person?

I don’t know if that shit real»

«I just Googled your net worth, it say you worth a hunnid mill»

«I just clocked out of my nine-to-five, I got a drug to deal

I’ma be as famous as you when I make it out of here»

Out the stratosphere where my thoughts intersect

Just a bunch of young motherfuckers, raised by the internet

Raised by the internet

Life: money, cars, clothes, hoes;

incorrect

Raised by the internet

My generation never die, it’s a bet

Raised by the internet

Life: money, cars, clothes, hoes;

incorrect

Raised by the internet

My generation never die, it’s a bet