[Lyric] Birthday 2 (TheRubin)

[Chorus]
Fucking fed up of the fakes
Leaching off me every fucking day
Using me for their own happiness
Glad to see I’m dropping them like a fucking snake

[Verse 1]
Wanted to fucking end it by sixteen
Now I’m here, looking like a fresh prince
Now I’m out of school, I don’t need to go to the canteen
Dropping off the fakes, still drinking the caffeine
Killing these bitches off, it’s a murder scene
Gotta shoot your shot, fucking vaccine
Fucking killing them, cutting out their spleen
Still outpacing the rest like I’m a fucking machine
Not really but I can spit it clean
Venting on thе tracks, so it really ain’t
Gorey image whеn I cut ‘em off, don’t wanna make you faint

[Chorus]
Fucking fed up of the fakes
Leaching off me every fucking day
Using me for their own happiness
Glad to see I’m dropping them like a fucking snake
[Verse 2]
Glad to be out of school
Never was ever interested
Now my fucking thoughts, are contested
Using this music as a tool
Dropping them like a jewel
One slip-up and our relationship is getting smashed
Reminds me of my dad
The fool got fucking gashed
Tough shit, I gotta let go of my past
Life’s been shit ever since he passed
This shit blows into me like a fucking draught
I’ll isolate myself like it’s Raft
Asking me how I’m feeling, that’s trespass
I’m tryna change
These motherfuckers always acting up
Motherfuckers got my mental crashing like Flight 207
It’s my birthday and I’m wishing to drop these bitches
Call me vicious?
Just me switching my status
Before I go on a hiatus
Having a rest after partying (no)
Celebrating me being alone, what the fuck?
I even went and disowned, good luck
I’m happy I’m not in it anymore
Crashing out this life
Crashing out this like a state of war