​finn lune - THE TRUTH

{part i}

{verse 1}
Ever since '15, i been fatherless
Because he died, no it's not that my father left
But as life goes on, i miss my father less
Maybe in a couple years i'll be a father with kids
Why ain’t you honoring this?
It’s the truth, hoe, i ain’t ever taking the piss
And to the man that said “ignorance is bliss”
Put some earplugs in or you’ll be vomiting shit
'cause i’m the one that y’all miss, yeah
The hickeys she give me are tatties because they permanent
Refurbish it, every 24 hours, i be earning it
Was journaling, then i ripped out all the pages and was burnin' 'em
Before i was 16, i was an asshole with internal sins
Copy this, copy that, don’t call me a copy cat
I'm that new rendition, new edition of gambino, brah
Sike y'all i'm just kidding, paint this picture, i'm a businessman
Bitch my plan is breakfast, lunch and dinner with a side of racks
Yeah, hope i make a couple pennies in
The second that my pay come in, i know that i’ll be spending it
But when it comes to shopping, i'm stopping 'cause i be dreading it
Don’t wanna blow a band on some wacky fits out of penneys, bitch
My momma raised me in hopes i become a prophet
I'm on stupid shit, like now i'm just rapping to make a profit
Not a stupid kid, one time got offered xans, but never off it
All the weed i smoked, and drinks i choked, i never even bought it
It’s been 2 damn years, what i mess i made
To the ones that stuck around, y'all the best, i'm sayin'
It’s a "fuck you" to the crowd, and the rest i hate
Take a guess, i been through stress, ‘fore i blew up like grenades
I’m never missing the mark
I shoot my shot and hit the spot just like i'm playing with darts
Connect with the nature, i'm outside i see the trees and the bark
I’m with my dogs, out on a walk, i take my bitch to the park
I take my bitch to the park, the truth

{part ii}

{spoken interlude}
I’m talking bout a female dog, i’ll never call no girl a bitch

{verse}
They offered help, thinking i was gonna need it
My albums be a package and this track is the concealed bit
When i spit a bar on the audience, they repeat it
Now i got high standards, put me top of all your tier lists
If my songs don’t give you headaches, then you should say “i be pro-finn”
My baby called my phone and then my body dropped endorphins
I put caffeine in all my songs, you can’t say that they’re boring
I'm versatile, and i'll kill every genre i'm exploring, like

{outro}
Tell the truth to me baby, tell the truth
Tell the truth to me baby, tell the truth
Tell the truth to me baby, tell the truth
Tell the truth to me baby, tell the truth
Tell the truth to me baby, tell the truth
Tell the truth to me baby, tell the truth
Tell the truth to me baby, tell the truth
Tell the truth to me baby, tell the truth