In a world where fame and digital connections often blur the lines of reality, SAINt JHN explores the complexities of relationships in the age of the internet. The song delves into his struggles with loyalty and temptation, comparing his girlfriend to a stable cable connection and his flings to unpredictable Wi-Fi signals. He is caught between his rise to stardom and the nostalgia for simpler times when material possessions didn't define him. The lyrics also hint at how online fame can be both a blessing and a curse, attracting superficial relations who are more interested in his status than him as an individual. Ultimately, it's a thought-provoking commentary on how our digital era influences personal relationships and self-perception. #DigitalAgeStruggles #InternetFame
God Bless the Internet
Lyrics
Maybe I should not be drinkin'
Before you ask me just how I feel
Maybe I should not be drinkin'
'Fore I speak my mind, that's not ideal
Yeah I got a girlfriend, yeah I should be faithful
And I think of you like Wi-Fi
And I think of her like cable
Last night I got a offer for a 100G's
No lie, they tryna' pay me just to run and breath
I remember Mickey D's for the number three's
And I remember T.J. Maxx, for the summer tees
I remember wearing dunks in the dungarees
And the GAP boxer-brief nigga, underneath
Countin' on my name, brand clothes, one at least
Now I need those Gucci sneaks, at least one a piece
She's on my dick, she knows me from somewhere on TV
And she saw me on the internet
I only let her give me brain, what can I say
I love her intellect
She understands that I am on the come up
So she sees the benefit
She wants to hold on tighter
So she let's go of my waist for a better grip
Please don't, please don't
Two or no less in a threesome
Let me know if you need some
Drop it low unless your knees don't, er
Maybe I should not be drinkin'
Before you ask me just how I feel
Maybe I should not be drinkin'
'Fore I speak my mind, that's not ideal
Yeah I got a girlfriend, yeah I should be faithful
And I think of you like Wi-Fi
And I think of her like cable
I met a girl on the plane
And I don't even pretend to know her name
And I told I ain't into Lois Lane
And she told me the sex is sorta like a Novacane
And she likes to overtrain, woah
Then I told her "Slow the lane"
Then I told her "Baby you might wanna show restraint"
Then I told her "Fuck it, whatchu' know, it's all the same"
You got some shit to overcome, so I really hope you came, whey
White wines, baby white lies
This is my time, know me well from my timeline
She's on my dick, she knows me from somewhere on TV
And she saw me on the internet
I only let her give me brain, what can I say
I love her intellect
She understands that I am on the come up
So she sees the benefit
She wants to hold on tight
I say she lets go of my waist for a better grip
Please don't, please don't
Two or no less in a threesome
Let me know if you need some
Drop it low unless your knees don't, er
Maybe I should not be drinkin'
Before you ask me just how I feel
Maybe I should not be drinkin'
'Fore I speak my mind, that's not ideal
Yeah I got a girlfriend, yeah I should be faithful
And I think of you like Wi-Fi
And I think of her like cable, woo
Baby, baby Brenda got a baby
And you came from the 80's
And they call a nigga wavy
Baby, baby Brenda got a baby
And you came from the 80's
And they call a nigga wavy
Writer(s): Carlos St. John, Corey Latif Williams, Lee Stashenko
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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