brakence 2.0 freestyle - brakence

Yeah

I know you wanna- (Yeah)

I know you wanna be me

I did it so y’all really don’t have to

Eat, fuck, and make beats then I fall backwards

Could live my whole life on a twin mattress

Just had to realize that it’s all practice

Dropped out in two weeks, I got no manners

She says she wanna fuck with a synth nerd from the suburbs

Ain’t a lover or kisser

She don’t care if you don’t follow her on Twitter

She said her kink is people being honest with her

I’ve learned to do that

No, I don’t overthink shit

I assume absolute fact

Kenny rode on my way in the cold to get

Tools for when old thoughts make me loop back

The crew mackin', I knew Jack before we met

School was trash, I got new cash and I’m not impressed

I’m psyched out, I fly South by South West

And meet friends from featuring on SVNSET

Fuckboy thinks comments are gonna stop me

Dismiss that, this shit’s not a hobby

More than enough sauce in my skinny body

Big chillin' like Harlow, my eyes Sonic

So now I’ma really drop

These visions for 2020 when I’m landin' in 50's spot

If I had no streams, it would still feel a milli' hot

'Cause I got a best friend, now we need to meet at the box, no-oh

Now I’m really popping

Eight feet down, get it out then I’m city hoppin'

And even though not one teacher would catch me stoppin'

I gotta slow down, look around, and enjoy the small shit

So I’ll be pickin' up when my mama calling

If you’re wonderin', I prolly don’t care about it