Kādē👀

Verse 1

He dropped a track with my name on his tongue,

Little love letter in 808 drums.

Hit play once and my heart went dumb,

Every line hit like a baseline thrum.

Black hoodie, late night, glow on his face,

Writing my name like it’s holy ink, laced.

Didn’t know a friend could make me blush,

Didn’t know a beat could hit like a crush.

Pre-Chorus

Now every time the chorus fades,

I hear my name and it’s all KADE.

Chorus

K-K-Kade, got my name in the speakers,

Turn it up loud, let it shake through the bleachers.

You wrote a song and you lit this fuse,

Now I’m in the studio, gunning back at you.

K-K-Kade, this is payback, baby,

Dark pop thunder with your name going crazy.

You gave me a verse, so I brought a whole blade —

Now the whole world’s gonna scream your name: KADE.

Verse 2

Verse one, you had me biting my lip,

Didn’t know my life could sound that sick.

You took my chaos, turned it to art,

Pulled every knife out of my heart.

Now I’m in the booth with a neon halo,

Writing your name in a black ink payload.

Friend like that? That’s rare as hell —

So I’ll carve you a permanent spell.

Pre-Chorus

When the bass hits hard and the lights all fade,

There’s a heartbeat hiding in the letters of KADE.

Chorus

K-K-Kade, got my name in the speakers,

Turn it up loud, let it shake through the bleachers.

You wrote a song and you lit this fuse,

Now I’m in the studio, gunning back at you.

K-K-Kade, this is payback, baby,

Dark pop thunder with your name going crazy.

You gave me a verse, so I brought a whole blade —

Now the whole world’s gonna scream your name: KADE.

Bridge

No fake love, no cheap trend,

You’re my ride-or-die, my fucked-up friend.

When the crowd goes home and the lights all bleed,

You’re the one who stays when it’s just my grief.

So I’ll give you drums, give you synths, give you flame,

Every night, every stage, they’re gonna learn your name.

Breakdown

K-A-D-E,

On repeat inside of me.

K-A-D-E,

You wrote Shion, now this one’s free.

Final Chorus

K-K-Kade, got my name in the speakers,

Turn it up loud, let it shake through the bleachers.

You wrote a song and you lit this fuse,

Now I’m in the studio, gunning back at you.

K-K-Kade, this is payback, baby,

Dark pop thunder with your name going crazy.

You gave me a verse, so I built you a stage —

Now the whole damn world’s gonna chant your name: KADE.

Outro

Beat fades out but the echo stays,

In the reverb, I still hear “Kade.”

You wrote Shion in a midnight track —

This is me, writing your name right back.