Fate - Radio Edit
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 N----s 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 n---a wait patiently Yeah Imma flex in em n---a 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) Damn Tyree, Where did you find this?
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 02:24
- Key
- 1
- Tempo
- 120 BPM