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Emar - Internet Geek Lyrics



Emar - Internet Geek Lyrics




The internet geek finna burn up the beat
About to go on bout a Hebrew like me
Country dirt road barefoot in the street
I'm the young player with the rose gold teeth
Started this garden I didn't have help
I needed beats so I made them myself
They went the right, I went the left
Used the computer that sat on the shelf

I'm the internet geek
All the young niggas say they don't get sleep
Sweat or you bleed, starve or you eat
Work it to the bone 'til I take my seat
(BANK!)
Bag
Bag
Bag
Bag

Moved down south in a white 'lac
Chatham county bound tryna find a new sound
I'm tryna pull up in my city in a what's that
I was 18 and I called it my home
I was AK and then I was alone
I call alright they no answer the phone
When I pick up just a dial tone
Moved to Savannah I slept in the whip
I went to school with a gun on my hip
Peepin' the pint no I don't want a sip
I'm not playing around so don't start shit
Felt like a king for a micro second
What I gotta do for a whole life-time
I'm a diamond in the rough but a player gone shine
I'm finna pull all mine

I'm the internet geek
All the young niggas say they don't get sleep
Sweat or you bleed, starve or you eat
Work it to the bone 'til I take my seat
(BANK!)
Bag
Bag
Bag
Bag

I'm the garden growing geek from South Augusta
She thought I was lame I had nothing for her
I'm... the internet geek from the city
I'm... the young nigga who ain't get no pity

So... you can't get no cash in hand and
No... I can't be your best friend
You know... I'm on a mission girl I stick to the plan
Cause I... i gotta work to be a better man

I'm the internet geek
All the young niggas say they don't get sleep
Sweat or you bleed, starve or you eat
Work it to the bone 'til I take my seat
(BANK!)
Bag
Bag
Bag
Bag
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The internet geek finna burn up the beat
About to go on bout a Hebrew like me
Country dirt road barefoot in the street
I'm the young player with the rose gold teeth
Started this garden I didn't have help
I needed beats so I made them myself
They went the right, I went the left
Used the computer that sat on the shelf

I'm the internet geek
All the young niggas say they don't get sleep
Sweat or you bleed, starve or you eat
Work it to the bone 'til I take my seat
(BANK!)
Bag
Bag
Bag
Bag

Moved down south in a white 'lac
Chatham county bound tryna find a new sound
I'm tryna pull up in my city in a what's that
I was 18 and I called it my home
I was AK and then I was alone
I call alright they no answer the phone
When I pick up just a dial tone
Moved to Savannah I slept in the whip
I went to school with a gun on my hip
Peepin' the pint no I don't want a sip
I'm not playing around so don't start shit
Felt like a king for a micro second
What I gotta do for a whole life-time
I'm a diamond in the rough but a player gone shine
I'm finna pull all mine

I'm the internet geek
All the young niggas say they don't get sleep
Sweat or you bleed, starve or you eat
Work it to the bone 'til I take my seat
(BANK!)
Bag
Bag
Bag
Bag

I'm the garden growing geek from South Augusta
She thought I was lame I had nothing for her
I'm... the internet geek from the city
I'm... the young nigga who ain't get no pity

So... you can't get no cash in hand and
No... I can't be your best friend
You know... I'm on a mission girl I stick to the plan
Cause I... i gotta work to be a better man

I'm the internet geek
All the young niggas say they don't get sleep
Sweat or you bleed, starve or you eat
Work it to the bone 'til I take my seat
(BANK!)
Bag
Bag
Bag
Bag
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Writer: Eric Williams
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Performed By: Emar
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: Eric Williams

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