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von brakence
nerd Songtext
Brakence in the second round now
And I don′t even feel like I need a rest
Got a bag of the luck
EP next week and I'm unimpressed
Brakence in the second round now
And I don′t even feel like I need a rest
Got a bag of the luck
EP next week and I'm unimpressed
At 16 I bought my boo a bouquet
17 years I'ma kill the kit in no saves
I just drop the habits that make my life fucking gray
I′m so jealous of my future I need to pick up the pace like
I don′t wanna change my tone
But I couldn't do this on my own
And if anybody call my phone
I′m like we get no beef, we're crop grown
I don′t even need credit
When I work witcha I'ma get hitched
Do my thing then I make connections
No one knows where I′m bout to go
And I'm done staring at the ceiling
With the thought that I'm gon get there one day
Just give me answers baby
At least my life is taking shape
Cos I′m about to keep that up
Scream out my purpose
Gimme more time
Fuck my inhibition
Y′all don't need me you just feed me lies, you′re not forgiven
We are words high
So I don't need prescriptions
Do y′all bleed
I don't think you got no nervous system
No one can stop me now
I′m worthless but I got sound
And I know
Who you are
And I know
Who you are
I know that
This nerd will give it to you, promise you gon' not forget me
Got a hunch that you don't like me but I understand it
First hundred thousand people see my shit they get it
I just bought a vision tryna make sense of you
Nerd will give it to you promise you gon′ not forget it
Got a hunch that you don′t like me but that's all embedded
First hundred thousand people see my shit they get it
I just bought a vision tryna make my sense of you
This nerd will give it to you promise you gon′ not forget me
Got a hunch that you don't like me but I understand it
First hundred thousand people see my shit they get it
I just bought a vision tryna make sense of you
And I don′t even feel like I need a rest
Got a bag of the luck
EP next week and I'm unimpressed
Brakence in the second round now
And I don′t even feel like I need a rest
Got a bag of the luck
EP next week and I'm unimpressed
At 16 I bought my boo a bouquet
17 years I'ma kill the kit in no saves
I just drop the habits that make my life fucking gray
I′m so jealous of my future I need to pick up the pace like
I don′t wanna change my tone
But I couldn't do this on my own
And if anybody call my phone
I′m like we get no beef, we're crop grown
I don′t even need credit
When I work witcha I'ma get hitched
Do my thing then I make connections
No one knows where I′m bout to go
And I'm done staring at the ceiling
With the thought that I'm gon get there one day
Just give me answers baby
At least my life is taking shape
Cos I′m about to keep that up
Scream out my purpose
Gimme more time
Fuck my inhibition
Y′all don't need me you just feed me lies, you′re not forgiven
We are words high
So I don't need prescriptions
Do y′all bleed
I don't think you got no nervous system
No one can stop me now
I′m worthless but I got sound
And I know
Who you are
And I know
Who you are
I know that
This nerd will give it to you, promise you gon' not forget me
Got a hunch that you don't like me but I understand it
First hundred thousand people see my shit they get it
I just bought a vision tryna make sense of you
Nerd will give it to you promise you gon′ not forget it
Got a hunch that you don′t like me but that's all embedded
First hundred thousand people see my shit they get it
I just bought a vision tryna make my sense of you
This nerd will give it to you promise you gon′ not forget me
Got a hunch that you don't like me but I understand it
First hundred thousand people see my shit they get it
I just bought a vision tryna make sense of you
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