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FAN
Hip-Hop/Rap
FAN was released on August 29, 2025 by Central Gang as a part of the album I'M NOT DYING AGAIN
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Release DateAugust 29, 2025
LabelCentral Gang
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
finnlay
finnlay
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
finnlay
finnlay
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
finnlay
finnlay
Producer

Lyrics

She must think I'm a fan, she must think I'm a fan
I gotta stop chasin' her
I gotta stop chasin' her
I gotta stop chasin' her
She must think I'm a fan
I gotta stop chasin' her, chasin' her
She think I'm a fan
I gotta stop chasin' her
I gotta stop chasin' her
She must think I'm a fan, think I'm a fan, think I'm a fan
I gotta stop chasin' her
I gotta stop chasin' her
She must think I'm a fan, she must think I'm a fan, she must think I'm a fan
Yeah, mmm, I'm like
We're livin' two different lives, why'd I think her's would be the same as mine, mm, right?
She must think I'm a fan, she must think I'm a fan
I gotta stop chasin' her
We're livin' two different lives, why'd I think her's would be the same as mine? Fuck
She must think I'm a fan, must think I'm a fan, must think I'm a fan
(I love FDB)
Keep it straight, I'm a mess, had me locked down with some stress
You lose what you know when your gut tells you, "No"
I'm tracing the knife in the wound, bitch, I told you so
I know, I know it's wrong when I think about you
And when I think about it, my thoughts on love, it changed my view
And I admit, she told me she couldn't commit
She told me she tried to commit
She told me she tried to fit in, I told her, "Leave me alone"
It's hard when they show up to your home
I'm tryna make it my own
I'm tryna make it home
But I'm still lost in Rome
I'm tryna make it home
I'm tryna savour my own
So I keep calling you home
I gotta stop chasin' her
She must think I'm a fan, she must think I'm a fan, shit
I gotta stop chasin' her
I gotta stop chasin' her, she thinks I'm a fan
Look at my face, I ain't been eatin'
Can't sleep at night, been thinkin' 'bout my shi'
Carryin' a bag, like I think she my shit
Get off my shit, behind my back she like (Uh-uh)
Don't want to think about it, lookin' at her face like (Uh)
Can't stop thinkin' about it, even when I see it in my dreams
Walkin' down the street, lookin' at her face, makes me want to scream
Thanks to my brother, said get her off my screen
Hadn't walked in, would've relapsed
Had about three cones, gotta feel light, gotta feel life
Feelin', feelin', feelin' but we don't need to hear that
Nah, nah, we don't need to hear that
Doesn't affect me, didn't even feel that
Uh, hey
My mind left me a while ago, somethin' I can't control
I gotta go through my day, I keep my eyes on the road
In the day, I feel the same, can't feel my woe
Yeah, can't feel my soul
Written by: Finnlay Clare
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