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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I woke up mean in my own damn skin
Same old face, but I don’t fit in
They kept score while I burned my bridge
Now I wear the scars like a loaded kiss
Fake-ass smiles and a handshake knife
Two-faced snakes tried to edit my life
I bit my tongue till it tasted blood
Now I spit it out, bitch, what?
[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t need your approval
I don’t need your grace
You can keep your little group chat
I’m out of that place
[Chorus]
Middle finger high, fuck your doubt
I am what I am, right now
Middle finger high, fuck your doubt
I don’t bend, I don’t bow
(Oh, I don’t bow)
Middle finger high, fuck your doubt
I’m still here, still loud, still proud
[Verse 2]
Dropped those friends like a bad habit
Smiling in my face, then they vanish
Took my trust and they sold that shit
Left them all in the dust with a broken zip
I got a body full of battle scars
I got a head full of bruised-up stars
Yeah, I’ve been sharp and I’ve been wrong
But I’m my own damn blood and song
[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t need your approval
I don’t need your gaze
If you want the old me dead
Good luck, I’m still made
[Chorus]
Middle finger high, fuck your doubt
I am what I am, right now
Middle finger high, fuck your doubt
I don’t bend, I don’t bow
(Oh, I don’t bow)
Middle finger high, fuck your doubt
I’m still here, still loud, still proud
[Bridge]
Call me difficult, call me raw
I built my name on my own damn flaws
You wanted pretty, wanted tame
I’m the scar tissue under your shame
[Breakdown]
Fuck the mask
Fuck the act
Fuck the fake ones
I don’t want them back
(Fuck them back)
Fuck the mask
Fuck the act
I found my fire
And I’m keeping that
[Final Chorus]
Middle finger high, fuck your doubt
I am what I am, right now
Middle finger high, fuck your doubt
I don’t bend, I don’t bow
(Oh, I don’t bow)
Middle finger high, fuck your doubt
I’m still here, still loud, still proud
Style
trap-rock with glitch bursts and heavy half-time drumsdistorted 808s under live arena guitars; verse rides sparse kick-snare pockets with chopped vocal stutterspre-chorus tightens into rising feedback and filtered synth noisechorus slams with gang shouts and doubled growl hooks. deep male lead with gritty doublesoccasional whispered asidesreverse swells into dropsmetallic glitch fillsbright-and-punchy mix with a huge low end and crunchy guitars.rockraphard rockglitchhip hopdeep
Prompt
rap, hip hop, trap, rock, hard rock, glitch. male deep voice. Lyrics about accepting the way I am, flipping the doubters the middle finger, dropping two faced friends. Use explicit language cussing
Credits
Prompt byKevinLee
GeneratedJun 23, 2026
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