Internet Detectives Lyrics by Tee Grizzley
(Pipe that *** up, TnT)
(Damn, Kai, you goin’ crazy)
(Tril got that juice, ***)
Uh, been in these streets my whole life, play by all the rules, huh (All the rules)
I’m finally winnin’, broski, you wanna see me lose, huh (Wanna see me lose)
They bringin’ up my name in court (Huh?), want the police at my door (What?)
I’m confused and hurt like y’all, what the *** y’all blame me for? (It’s crazy)
Niggas live life on the internet, tryna put some *** together
When they ask what’s your career, make sure the truth is what you tell ’em
You a rat-slash-Instagram-fake-ass-detective
They say anything, keep ridin’ all that ***, you gon’ get pregnant
I be out you niggas’ way, stop bringin’ up my name (Bringin’ up my name)
Tell DPD don’t ask me ***, go take that up with Wade (Take that up with Wade)
Hate on a *** you don’t know ’cause you a ***’ lame (You a ***’ lame)
You know innocents get hit when shooters cannot ***’ aim (***’ aim)
They say I turned my back on them, but it ain’t go like that (It ain’t go like that)
They turned they back first, I just ain’t let ’em double back (Ain’t let ’em come back)
I’m not these niggas that be ventin’ to the internet (I’m just not)
If this *** hurt me and it’s personal, I don’t mention that (I don’t mention that)
Real ***, I don’t, I don’t
For that ***, I don’t (Have time)
Swear them police-ass games, swear I don’t (Have time)
For you lame-ass hoes, swear I don’t (Have time)
For you ***-suckin’-ass niggas, swear I don’t (Have time)
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These niggas ain’t never been straight (Never been straight)
These niggas always been sweet (Always been sweet)
Backdoor K, no sneakin’ me, I’m jump out gang like JOG (Jump out bustin’)
If you see me out in public, broski, please don’t play with me
I’m gon’ live and you gon’ die, gotta get back to bag the tea (Bag the tea)
They ain’t do *** with they life, I did, that’s why they mad at me (That’s why they mad)
We had the same opportunities, just different strategies (Strategies)
*** suin’ me (Huh?), thought we was family (What?)
I been to your mama house (Grandma), this *** so sad to see (It’s crazy)
I can’t match a certain love once that’s dead (That’s dead)
‘Cause when I think about ’em, that *** hurt me bad (Hurt bad)
It’s 4 a.m., I’m in my bed, can’t clear my head (Clear my head)
Man, y’all can have this ***, it fits a box some red (Fits a box some red)
My hurt be deep, I don’t be numb, I don’t take meds (I don’t take meds)
Every single chance they get, they talk about me dead (They talk about me dead)
Still ask for my help like they ain’t say what they said (Ain’t say what they said)
It’s a full-time job tryin’ not to paint ’em red (Ooh, mention that)
Real ***, I don’t, I don’t
For that ***, I don’t (Have time)
Swear them police-ass games, swear I don’t (Have time)
For you lame-ass hoes, swear I don’t (Have time)
For you ***-suckin’-ass niggas, swear I don’t (Have time)
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