Quadeca - Who Would've Thought lyrics

Yeah

I don't wanna be a ribbon in the sky
Livin' in disguise, man
I see the venom in the middle of their eyes
Better figure if you're livin' or you die
'Cause it's time for you to finish your reply
I've been dealin' with these guys
Better know that I ain't black and I rap
So I guess I'm automatically wack, when
Matter of fact
I am better than like half of these actors
Outdated, like a battery pack
That a Blackberry has
On the back of it's tab
My rapping has the wrath of attack to
Send a missile back to Iraq
Then leave a crack on the map
And put my train of thought
Right back on the track
All these rappers out of breath (gasp)
Hear that gasp like a
Motherfuckin' asthma attack
Match, match, match
Makin' flames when I swipe right
And I ain't talkin' 'bout some crap on an app
Man, I'm blowin' up with bars like a TNT
Blowin' up: TNT, with bars: AT&T
I'm the one you may see on a screen
I won't be passin' out like
"Hey! Is he on lean?"
Nah, I ain't about that
The music that I make
Is a motherfuckin' soundtrack
To the dopest life
Big Sean better bounce back
Everybody tryna raise the stakes? Well
They better take it out back
I got a lot on my mind
And I'm not gonna stop for a red sign
Talkin' a lot 'bout the headlines
My death and the time left on the
Clock's all I got as my deadline
Don't open up shop by a set time
I ain't DMX, I don't read your texts
I may be the worst, I may be the best
All I know is I feel obsessed
I feel depressed
Knowin' that this shit is only temporary
Relieve some stress
'cause shit is only temporary
Free will, but others control what we feel
Evil, less clear than it
Looks in the cemetery it's gettin' scary
I vocalize all that I hope inside
Social life over my goals in life
Posts online more important than
My golden time
So many goals in mind, I cannot go behind

Who would'a thought
That a motherfucker'd hop on a
UK vibe like I'm Drake? Who would'a thought
I'd be spittin' all these syllables
Without makin' a single mistake?
Who would'a thought i would be on the top
Zoomin' past like a car with no brakes?
Thirteen reasons
I'm gonna make these rappers kill themselves
Before they put out a tape
Yeah, who would'a, who woulda thought?
Who would'a? Who would'a? Who
Would'a? Who would'a?
I'm gonna be bigger than eleven times Earth
Too hot like I'm motherfuckin' Jupiter
I'm a new hitter, I'm a new spitter
Comin' outside and they sayin' that I'm great
Thirteen reasons
I'm gonna make these rappers kill themselves
Before they puttin' out a tape, yeah

Who would'a, who would'a thought
That Quadeca woulda moved to the top?
I've been doin' a lot
See me for the music I make
Not the views, or the shoes that I bought
I mean who would'a thought that I'd go up
Up and away?
5K to 100K in a month how I play
Motherfucker think he runnin' the game
See these haters
Now they runnin' away 'cause I've
Come here to stay come from the jump in LA​
But a boy been comin' up in the Bay
Where they utter my name
I'm like, "Man, what-what do I say
To a friend who think we one in the
Same?" 'Cause I'm done with the games
Sayin' "This is fuckin' insane"
Wanted bars, well, no one can complain, yeah
They lovin' the claims
I got an abundance of pain
When I drop it, it just bust into flames
It just bust into flames yeah

Who would'a thought
That a motherfucker'd hop on a
UK vibe like I'm Drake? Who would'a thought
I'd be spittin' all these syllables
Without makin' a single mistake?
Who would'a thought i would be on the top
Zoomin' past like a car with no brakes?
Thirteen reasons
I'm gonna make these rappers kill themselves
Before they put out a tape
Yeah, who would'a, who would'a thought?
Who would'a? Who would'a? Who
Would'a? Who would'a?
I'm gonna be bigger than eleven times Earth
Too hot like I'm motherfuckin' Jupiter
I'm a new hitter, I'm a new spitter
Comin' outside and they sayin' that I'm great
Thirteen reasons
I'm gonna make these rappers kill themselves
Before they put out a tape

Yeah!