Fate

Lyrics

Damn Tyree, Where did you find this?
 Why hate (why hate)
 Get some cake (get some cake)
 Stomp ya out (yeah yeah)
 No debate (no debate)
 On yo neck (on ya neck)
 Like a snake (yeah)
 People fake (people fake)
 This my fate (yeah yeah)
 Why hate (why hate)
 Get some cake (get some cake)
 Stomp ya out (stomp ya out)
 No debate (no debate)
 On yo neck (on ya neck)
 Like a snake (yeah)
 People fake (people fake)
 This my fate (yeah yeah)
 Yeah they faking
 Ain't bout this yeah
 We got no relation,
 In the booth
 This not a vacation
 Pop a bottle like
 We do celebrations
 You got bad vibes
 I feel your vibration
 Say you with me with me
 But you just faking
 Cut the tall grass cuz
 Niggas be snaking
 Riding coat takes
 They pray they gone make it
 You ain't put in work
 You ain't bout to make it
 Yeah
 You ain't out in work you ain't bout to make it
 Had say thrice I hope that they take it
 Imma chef and I'm all bout my bacon
 Like a young Christ they had me forsaken
 All these diamonds shining there ain't no erasing me
 Foot on the gas because ain't no more racing me
 Imma flex on em nigga wait patiently
 Yeah
 Imma flex in em nigga wait patiently
 Why hate (why hate)
 Get some cake (get some cake)
 Stomp ya out (yeah yeah)
 No debate (no debate)
 On yo neck (on ya neck)
 Like a snake (yeah)
 People fake (people fake)
 This my fate (yeah yeah)
 Why hate (why hate)
 Get some cake (get some cake)
 Stomp ya out (Stomp ya out)
 No debate (no debate)
 On yo neck (on ya neck)
 Like a snake (yeah)
 People fake (people fake)
 This my fate (yeah yeah)
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 Damn Tyree, Where did you find this?
 

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Song Details

Duration
02:24
Key
1
Tempo
120 BPM

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