No Chance

(album: Out Of Order - 2017)

Yeah
My past music's kinda old and the album's 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
They saying free Tay-K
Imma send 'em back to jail
(Get back to jail!)

I be writing letters like I'm Abigail
This shit's historical
I'm scoring goals like Gareth Bale
Yeah my shit's so fire for (fear/free?)
I do not need to have no sale (No)
Yeah
I make my bars and my basses so fat that they crack the scale
Yeah
They try to stereotype me but I ain't no average male
I got asthma but I can spit 32 with just a half inhale
Listening to my music all the newbies, they asking what that entails
(Uh...)
Well, bitch, I ain't gonna rat myself out
Man I ain't been no tattle tale
(Snitch!)

Yeah
I just keep snapping like pop rocks
I'm a sushi 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
But I tell 'em "Who guessed?"
Who's next?
So you're trying to do this
It's a huge mess

(Damn)
I got this [?]
Trying to make sure that I get it on camera
(I'm recording)
Because when I can't post it all up
I start apologizing on camera
(I'm sorry!)
Damn I feel like the man
But I think everybody says that I'm a scam
Cause they logging on, seeing all the fans
No way he did that
No chance

No chance
Imma just do my dance
To the sass
Everybody tryna do the trance
No chance
Somebody get they mans, please
Cannot stand me
I'm just bein who you can't be

Who woulda, who woulda thought
Quadeca would move to the top?
Who woulda, who woulda thought
Now I been doing a lot?
Damn

No chance
I might just fly to France
Girl in the UK keep asking me to make plans
I guess I can
I guess I'll do what I can
I'm a god
Looking at me like no chance
No chance bitch