[Verse 1: Quadeca]
I roam this place with a hopeless face and a broken heart
In an open lane, the world's mine to take, and my soul escapes, I control my fate
And I hold my power in these decisions, lonely flower in a sea of ditches
I'm the only sour in the sweetest dishes, man, they won't devour my deepest wishes
But it's...

[Chorus: Quadeca & Gracie Zander]
It's too late
I've been treading down these unknown streets
I'm just tryna find a new place
And nobody seems to go with me
I guess, sometimes, I am on my own
Cry castaway
That's what happens when there's no more home
Now my path will stray

[Bridge: Quadeca]
Hate me
'Cause you probably don't, oh
Thank me
'Cause you probably won't, oh
Make me
Fall in love some more
Take me
Far away from home, no
Hate me
'Cause you probably don't, yeah
Thank me
'Cause you probably won't, no
Take me
Far away from home
Make me
Fall in love some more
[Verse 2]
Got in the biz, never stopped for a bit, all these motherfuckers wanted to quit
But I'm gonna pop on this shit, like a Glock with a clip when police tell you to stop here, resist
Pop, pop, pop on a bitch with the songs that I spit, motherfucker, got a lot that I risk
Saying that it's wrong for a kid to be putting myself on how I did, and I'm sorry, but I'm not gonna quit
God gave me living ability, now I'm in the vicinity to be winning, I'm the top of this shit
Lots of these women are into me, I got fans out in Italy and the Philippines, it's awfully sick
All around the globe, but I'm not a pro, but I'm on a roll, everybody need to hop off my dick
Confident in my ability to walk in the biz and change it from the start to the fin-ish
I'ma do this shit till I win it, murder the game, no witness
When the song play, it'll make everybody stand up, like they're playing Wii Fitness
Gotta take care of my business, gotta get the stuff on my wishlist
Gotta make these bars so good, when they done, everybody really-really gonna miss this

[Outro]
Yeah