|
Hey livin in the fast lane |
|
Drivin fast 'broads' |
|
With them fast 'chains' |
|
When you pimpin through life |
|
See some people get caught up |
|
And some charges brought up |
|
With some people they shoot up |
|
Hey there it goes again |
|
Different face to the same old tragic end |
|
Who's to blame if he never saw it commin |
|
Yet he heard the bullet hummin |
|
And he never though of runnin |
|
It's too late for him now layin out on the ground so cold so cold |
|
Nothin much to live up to damn |
|
It's so far gone so gone |
|
Livin in the fast lane |
|
Drivin fast broads |
|
With you fast chains |
|
When you pimpin through life |
|
See some people got caught up |
|
With some charges brought up |
|
From some people they shoot up |
|
Hey tell me when will it end |
|
When the baby pays for its mothers sinnin |
|
Trapped inside the four walls of a 'penty' |
|
Way too strong way too strong |
|
Now shes out in the cold, dying slow and the spoon still warm |
|
It started when they birthed me |
|
Runnin round stuck in the project now he cant wait to the first come |
|
Little older now and cant wait till the dope come |
|
Sleep all these years and nobody awoke him |
|
Getting it so he can cover the whole border |
|
Question is how many of us can hold water |
|
It seemed like tellin is in |
|
Signed states get an order of protection and tell him again |
|
I'm a left lane |
|
My life is much faster than yours |
|
I'm with a chick and its attached to a brawl |
|
Got the air ones matchin the car |
|
All white slingin all night |
|
So we rapidly spar |
|
Thats what they wanna clap at me for |
|
Understand that the flow is like the coke that he naturally grows |
|
So I'ma get my cash on, and my mash on |
|
And get my ass up out of the fast lane |
|
Livin in the fast lane |
|
Drivin fast broads |
|
With you fast chains |
|
When you pimpin through life |
|
Got caught up |
|
And some charges brought up |
|
From some people you shoot up |
