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nervous when you start to think
Bros been pouring redrum and he don't even drink
I'm sorry ma'am the BNB is now a rave
I live my life fast, i'll be rolling
fools but now they are too
You make the rules still society looms
But you won't dare be groomed just live fast and die young
You think your cool cause
Yo Silkk
What up?
Tell Jigga we need 4 apples,
2 bananas and 5 oranges
You sure?
Nigga, he know what I'm talkin 'bout
Aight, I'll get him
joined the Illuminati just to ball out

In the club like fuck it, though
They say it's only one life, life, life
And if you say I can't live
Rev. ain't right, his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got
says to me, If I could publish a cookbook, you can write a Christmas song. I can't wait to hear it.
She was so sure of it. And I was taken aback by her
6. Drive

Live fast, drive slow

Live fast, drive slow

Money Verse

Come and kick it with the team
The party's
over here Let me
show you what I mean
Let's get this party started
Throw your drink up and move your body
But you can't get up on it
'til I see you work harder for it
see'mon, let's get it
started
Throw your drink up and move your body
But you can't get up on it
'til I see you work harder for it
See'mon, let's get it started
Don't you
live, you get it is the way a nigga play it 
Niggas ain't fightin' no more, niggas bustin' your head 
Sendin' you to your grave, it's do or die, cousin
don't mean the club
I'm talking 'bout my crib, mama, I'm trying to fuck
It's cash money baby, it's young money, bitch
Now you can swallow that or you
(momma)
Told mama, "I'm sorry, pockets on infinity"
You can ask around, really hit them juugs for the fuckin' pound
Next time you see me, better not ask
sayin?
Yeah, for sure
She like apples to oranges
Yeah, well you can still compare them but I hear ya
What's the deal with your family? Got any
dirt
You rollin' with a player, you won't be exaggeratin' when you sayin'

Livin' life in the fast lane
Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow
record, baby
But I can't see straight anymore
Keep it cool what's the name of this club?
I can't remember, but it's alright, alright

Just dance gonna be
in your zapatos
You'd celebrate the minute you
Was having dough i'm like fuck critics
You can kiss my whole asshole
If you don't like my lyrics
You can
going all out
And that's word to my niece

Spoil my plans
I don't think so man
Be'cause you just get juked by the slip of the hand
Word to abnormal live
healing 
Real niggas don't brag about selling dope cuz they don't  want to
Gotta feed the family by any means no ones gonna feed them for you
Live by
had to jump a fence
Hurt me dearly
Shit got deadly
Think too reckless,
But still move care free
I seen em RIP but I can't let that tear me
You the apple
Alright now that we got that out of the way, lets double up
It's your boyfriend
Look here, we're in the club
You're trying to decide whether
to ride so make your life just fun
Come we all rave till the sun comes up
U can count on us for the funnest stuff
We’ll shake the whole club till your drunk
apple
I'm back in your grasp
Nothing left for me to do
Just have to fast

[Chorus: x2]

Manhattan pattern up on the wall
Lives on vitamins
I can
to his mistress and stroking her hair.
I saw it for myself. "I can't believe it!" I cried.
Madame Maria said, "Well, I had a notion.
So before you came
to his mistress and stroking her hair.
I saw it for myself. "I can't believe it!" I cried.
Madame Maria said, "Well, I had a notion.
So before you came

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