Quadeca - No Chance lyrics
[Quadeca - No Chance lyrics]
Dee B got that heat yeah
My past music's kinda old
And the album's stale (Stale)
Now the way I do, it's magic
Like it's Dragon Tales
Now I got this shit locked down
It can't have no bail (Nah)
They sayin', "Free Tay-K"
I'ma send 'em back to jail
(Get back to jail, bitch, yeah)
I be writin' letters, like I'm Abigail (Abi)
This shit's historical
I'm scorin' goals like Gareth Bale (Gareth)
Yeah, my shit's so fire for free, I
Do not need to have no sale, yeah
(Nope) i make my bars and my basses so
Fat that they crack the scale, yeah
(They crackin'-they crackin' the scale)
They try to stereotype me
But I ain't no average male
(No average male) i got asthma
But I can spit thirty-two with
Just a half inhale (gasp)
Listenin' to my music, all the newbies
They askin' what that entails (Uh)
Well, bitch, I ain't gonna rat myself out
Man, I ain't been no tattletale, yeah
(No snitch) i just keep snappin' like Pop
Rocks, I'm a sous chef, 'cause I got chops
I will keep making ambiguous
Statements to brag
'cause what else do I talk on? (Who am I?)
I can't party anymore, I'm too stressed
So please do not invite me
Better get a new guest
Say I do it for attention, and I tell 'em
"Who guessed?"
"Who's next? So you're tryna to do
This? It's a huge mess
Damn! I got this time on my hand
Tryna make sure that I get it on camera
("I'm recording")
'Cause when I can't post it all up
Then I start apologizin', like Canada
("I'm sorry!")
Damn, I been feelin' like the man
I think everybody says that I'm a scam
(Goddamn, yeah)
'Cause they loggin' on, seein' all the fans
"No way that he did that, no chance!"
(No chance) no, no
No chance i'ma just do my dance (Damn)
Check the stats
Everybody trapped in a trance no chance
Somebody get they mans, please
(Get they mans) can't understand me
I'm just bein' who you can't be (Nah)
Who would'a, who would'a thought (yeah)
That Quadeca woulda moved to the top? yeah
(Said, who would'a thought?)
Who would'a, who would'a thought?
Now I been doin' a lot, damn
(Said, who woulda thought, bitch?)
No chance
I might just fly out to France (Damn)
Girl in the UK keep asking me to make plans
I guess I can i guess I'll do what I can
I'm the guy
Lookin' at me like, "No chance", yeah
No chance yeah, there's no chance, bitch
My past music's kinda old
And the album's stale (Stale)
Now the way I do, it's magic
Like it's Dragon Tales
Now I got this shit locked down
It can't have no bail (Nah)
They sayin', "Free Tay-K"
I'ma send 'em back to jail
(Get back to jail, bitch, yeah)
I be writin' letters, like I'm Abigail (Abi)
This shit's historical
I'm scorin' goals like Gareth Bale (Gareth)
Yeah, my shit's so fire for free, I
Do not need to have no sale, yeah
(Nope) i make my bars and my basses so
Fat that they crack the scale, yeah
(They crackin'-they crackin' the scale)
They try to stereotype me
But I ain't no average male
(No average male) i got asthma
But I can spit thirty-two with
Just a half inhale (gasp)
Listenin' to my music, all the newbies
They askin' what that entails (Uh)
Well, bitch, I ain't gonna rat myself out
Man, I ain't been no tattletale, yeah
(No snitch) i just keep snappin' like Pop
Rocks, I'm a sous chef, 'cause I got chops
I will keep making ambiguous
Statements to brag
'cause what else do I talk on? (Who am I?)
I can't party anymore, I'm too stressed
So please do not invite me
Better get a new guest
Say I do it for attention, and I tell 'em
"Who guessed?"
"Who's next? So you're tryna to do
This? It's a huge mess
Damn! I got this time on my hand
Tryna make sure that I get it on camera
("I'm recording")
'Cause when I can't post it all up
Then I start apologizin', like Canada
("I'm sorry!")
Damn, I been feelin' like the man
I think everybody says that I'm a scam
(Goddamn, yeah)
'Cause they loggin' on, seein' all the fans
"No way that he did that, no chance!"
(No chance) no, no
No chance i'ma just do my dance (Damn)
Check the stats
Everybody trapped in a trance no chance
Somebody get they mans, please
(Get they mans) can't understand me
I'm just bein' who you can't be (Nah)
Who would'a, who would'a thought (yeah)
That Quadeca woulda moved to the top? yeah
(Said, who would'a thought?)
Who would'a, who would'a thought?
Now I been doin' a lot, damn
(Said, who woulda thought, bitch?)
No chance
I might just fly out to France (Damn)
Girl in the UK keep asking me to make plans
I guess I can i guess I'll do what I can
I'm the guy
Lookin' at me like, "No chance", yeah
No chance yeah, there's no chance, bitch