FINALLY ft. BingeThemCringe Lyrics

Writing like this is my day job

Fighting for needs but get what I want

So long as I'm chilling and fake that I'm hot

And willing to spit bout my dick like I'm Akon

She better shake it I'm tryna get groovy

We boutta take the face every doobie

We boutta change it up making a movie

Writing like they finna listen

Uhn

You biting you like him

But you won't admit it

I'm hype cuz I'm hype in the living

Fuck any reason excuse and yo bitching

I fuck with who proves it

These fuckers is stupid

They fumble profusely

And mumble about chickens

I'm spitting about cock and digging out thots

That was a double entendre you

Soft

Talking bout

Talking bout me, I need to do better

I need to be Free, I need to be clever

I need to be ready, I need to be me

I need them to uhn, I need them to see

I need them to know when I find a new flow

And spit it with ease

I'm keeping this lesson I'm keeping the

Themes

Hella motifs that you wouldn't read

So I gotta spit it and dumb it down

Just for a play from a fucking clown

Like Jay after doubt

I say what I'm bout

If you catching Z's

I'm taking you out

They talking bout M's

I'm talking bout trends

And how when you set em what said isn't meant

Cuz you'd rather hate than admit

That I'm made for it and that you ain't for it

Aye but you wish, talking bout

Talking bout how it go when I get Swifty

I'm cutting off Britney's, I handle my money

Selena's can beat it I'm bad for the bunny

The miles on Miley, the ride'll be comfy

Fuck with me dog I'm done with the puppy's

I'm done with these kittens the Pussy ain't hitting

I'm fucking em raw it's Dirty it's ignant

The brain is so genius that neck bring the ruckus

Writing like this is my life

I'm ight, but I might need a vice

I'm high just to hide from the mind of the spite

I'm hiding intentions, when I need to get it

I need to remove all the fears of they lessons

They tell you to quit, and give it a break

They sell you some shit and say this is fake

But that doesn't work cuz I ain't the same

I ain't the same, you taking the aim

But cannot place blame on me

To me it's a game, I'll try to reclaim

Who I'm ashamed I'll be

I'm feeling the change, you're feeling deranged

Look down on my name, I'll light you aflame

Leaving you looking insane, crooked, I'm cooking your brains.

Crack my teeth, got a sweet tooth

You better plea I don't see you

You knew me? Don't believe you

You don't know the things I've been through

Talk shit on me, I'll critique you now

Tongue-in-cheek but I speak truth out

I've seen things, won't decieve you

But if you leave, you steal part of me too.

Now I've been going in

No point in holding in

Showing all my cards, out on top at the other end

Now you got your theories

Where my path is headed

But I have my hand on the wheel

I demand some credit

So slow, fuck the Po-Po

Blue white and the rojo

You write in the blog post

I fight in the dojo

Oh no, I glow.

The darkest of night grows

I bring in the light notes

Stand right by my side, foes

Hold those poor souls

Weak of the heart and mind

Strength is the start and spine

Hates the biggest divide

I might fall right

Into the trap that they set

Hates my biggest regret

But finally I'm all that's left.

When you know, you know, you know, you know

When you know, you know, you know, you know

When you know, you know, you know, you know

When you know

I say fuck 'em all

I might fall right

Into the trap that they set

Hates my biggest regret

But finally I'm all that's left.

Writing like this is my day job

I ain't the same, you taking the aim

I'm Ight but I might need a vice

I'm high just to hide from the mind of the spite

I'm feeling the change, you're feeling deranged

Look down on my name, I'll light you

They tell you to quit and give it a break

They sell you some shit and say this is fake

But that doesn't work, cause I ain't the same