Ee, Ee, Ee, EE f*cked it up ya
Ooh, kinda found myself, kinda found myself
Hope you find me too, hope you find me too
Hope you find me too, hope you find me too
Baby, never ever lie, never ever lie
Cause Imma catch your lie, Imma a catch your lie
Imma catch your lie, Imma catch your lie
All the times my bro say that they coming soon
But they never coming in two
F*ck all the bad things, but the good things they, they come in two
Bitch asked me if I'm coming, then this bitch she coming too
I don't hate without no reason, like chill bro I got a few
Might be running out of fans, but never out of fuel
You try to make some bands, they say only after school
Pull up with cold hands, no warm hearts the world be cruel
Bitch I got a magic pen, everything I write come true
True, true, true, true, true, true
Everything I write come true, true, true
Everything I write come true, true, true
Baby, never ever lie, never ever lie
Cause Imma catch your lie, Imma catch your lie
All the dogs busy chasing bussdowns and a phantom
Sign away their shit, but their lives away on a rental
Never behind that shit, I'm just tryna grow on my mental
Been so hard on myself, when was the last time I was gentle
Bitch I'm changing the flow, but bitch I aint changing the fee
I might put on some forces, this bitch be texting the three's
Baby just gifted the four's, I'm putting that three with the v
Pen, paper, draw, I draw that future for me
Baby don't waste my time, I really got somewhere to be
I watch these people, I reckon a snitch I see
Drive that shit so fast, feel like I drive in a prix
Make her feel so good, open that bitch with no key
All the times my bro say that they coming soon
But they never coming in two
F*ck all the bad things, but the good things they, they come in two
Bitch asked me if I'm coming, then this bitch she coming too
I don't hate without no reason, like chill bro I got a few
Might be running out of fans, but never out of fuel
You try to make some bands, they say only after school
Pull up with cold hands, no warm hearts the world be cruel
Bitch I got a magic pen, everything I write come true
Etiate - Find me 2 Lyrics
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Ee, Ee, Ee, EE f*cked it up ya
Ooh, kinda found myself, kinda found myself
Hope you find me too, hope you find me too
Hope you find me too, hope you find me too
Baby, never ever lie, never ever lie
Cause Imma catch your lie, Imma a catch your lie
Imma catch your lie, Imma catch your lie
All the times my bro say that they coming soon
But they never coming in two
F*ck all the bad things, but the good things they, they come in two
Bitch asked me if I'm coming, then this bitch she coming too
I don't hate without no reason, like chill bro I got a few
Might be running out of fans, but never out of fuel
You try to make some bands, they say only after school
Pull up with cold hands, no warm hearts the world be cruel
Bitch I got a magic pen, everything I write come true
True, true, true, true, true, true
Everything I write come true, true, true
Everything I write come true, true, true
Baby, never ever lie, never ever lie
Cause Imma catch your lie, Imma catch your lie
All the dogs busy chasing bussdowns and a phantom
Sign away their shit, but their lives away on a rental
Never behind that shit, I'm just tryna grow on my mental
Been so hard on myself, when was the last time I was gentle
Bitch I'm changing the flow, but bitch I aint changing the fee
I might put on some forces, this bitch be texting the three's
Baby just gifted the four's, I'm putting that three with the v
Pen, paper, draw, I draw that future for me
Baby don't waste my time, I really got somewhere to be
I watch these people, I reckon a snitch I see
Drive that shit so fast, feel like I drive in a prix
Make her feel so good, open that bitch with no key
All the times my bro say that they coming soon
But they never coming in two
F*ck all the bad things, but the good things they, they come in two
Bitch asked me if I'm coming, then this bitch she coming too
I don't hate without no reason, like chill bro I got a few
Might be running out of fans, but never out of fuel
You try to make some bands, they say only after school
Pull up with cold hands, no warm hearts the world be cruel
Bitch I got a magic pen, everything I write come true
Ooh, kinda found myself, kinda found myself
Hope you find me too, hope you find me too
Hope you find me too, hope you find me too
Baby, never ever lie, never ever lie
Cause Imma catch your lie, Imma a catch your lie
Imma catch your lie, Imma catch your lie
All the times my bro say that they coming soon
But they never coming in two
F*ck all the bad things, but the good things they, they come in two
Bitch asked me if I'm coming, then this bitch she coming too
I don't hate without no reason, like chill bro I got a few
Might be running out of fans, but never out of fuel
You try to make some bands, they say only after school
Pull up with cold hands, no warm hearts the world be cruel
Bitch I got a magic pen, everything I write come true
True, true, true, true, true, true
Everything I write come true, true, true
Everything I write come true, true, true
Baby, never ever lie, never ever lie
Cause Imma catch your lie, Imma catch your lie
All the dogs busy chasing bussdowns and a phantom
Sign away their shit, but their lives away on a rental
Never behind that shit, I'm just tryna grow on my mental
Been so hard on myself, when was the last time I was gentle
Bitch I'm changing the flow, but bitch I aint changing the fee
I might put on some forces, this bitch be texting the three's
Baby just gifted the four's, I'm putting that three with the v
Pen, paper, draw, I draw that future for me
Baby don't waste my time, I really got somewhere to be
I watch these people, I reckon a snitch I see
Drive that shit so fast, feel like I drive in a prix
Make her feel so good, open that bitch with no key
All the times my bro say that they coming soon
But they never coming in two
F*ck all the bad things, but the good things they, they come in two
Bitch asked me if I'm coming, then this bitch she coming too
I don't hate without no reason, like chill bro I got a few
Might be running out of fans, but never out of fuel
You try to make some bands, they say only after school
Pull up with cold hands, no warm hearts the world be cruel
Bitch I got a magic pen, everything I write come true
Writer: Sarthak Ambhorkar
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