[Flame] 🔥 Quadeca - WHERE’D YOU GO? Lyrics
[Intro]
Will you go the distance?
[Chorus]
I’m like “Where’d you go?” (Ooh, ooh)
I came in this shit outta nowhere
Yeah, I didn’t mean to scare you, bro (Ooh)
Used to look around, they like “Where he go?”
Now they see me everywhere, they like “There he go”
Uh, back again, every track running laps again (Goddamn)
Same old me with the same old dreams
But I’m never fuckin’ thinkin’ ’bout the past again
[Verse 1]
Yeah, no matter where I go I’m not fittin’ in
Back in my class they laughed at my tracks since I was a little kid
That had me wantin’ to quit
I was all alone cause I ain’t follow their shit
And now look how ironic it is ’cause they follow the kid
And I ain’t even following shit
Back in the mix, I’m in the game now
The industry think I’m a gimmick
They laugh at me, it’s all the same now
So I’ma clap my hands, a perpetual misfit
Numbers get big, my math skills simplistic
Watch ’em all cry, I’m lowkey sadistic
Blink three times and uh, you must’ve missed it
[Chorus]
I’m like “Where’d you go?” (Ooh, ooh)
I came in this shit outta nowhere
Yeah, I didn’t mean to scare you, bro (Ooh)
Used to look around, they like “Where he go?”
Now they see me everywhere, they like “There he go”
Uh, back again, every track running laps again (Goddamn)
Same old me with the same old dreams
But I’m never fuckin’ thinkin’ ’bout the past again
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I earned so many stripes, I’m on my zebra shit
I’m tryna stop myself from killin’ you bitches, I’m on my PETA shit
You can’t stop me, you just tweet a bit
You can’t stop me, how many times should I repeat this shit?
Congrats on your five percent royalty check
I get more streams than you without the editorial press
Without sellin’ my career to fucking corporate heads
So when they ask how much I get I say “A hundred percent” (Ooh)
And as a kid they made me think I was different
Thank God for that ’cause I wouldn’t be shit if they didn’t
I asked everybody “Are you gonna go the distance?”
I just heard “No” and “No” and “No” like Simon Cowell in his show’s decisions
Uh, so maybe I’m better off not being fucking accepted
Every line they presented I went across
Told me there wasn’t a lane so I built me a plane, and I got in and headed off
They can’t see me through the clouds, they look around and they like-
[Chorus]
“Where’d you go?” (Ooh, ooh)
I came in this shit outta nowhere
Yeah, I didn’t mean to scare you, bro (Ooh)
Used to look around, they like “Where he go?”
Now they see me everywhere, they like “There he go”
Uh, back again, every track running laps again (Goddamn)
Same old me with the same old dreams
But I’m never fuckin’ thinkin’ ’bout the past again