Lyrics:
on the track if the rest try test they'll be
Left with a chef in the back never f with the cash
Mess with the stacks or the packs that i stash
In the bag on my
Like brand new kicks, fresh out the box
They gon love my ishh, fresh out the box
Like a new two-seater, fresh out the box
Coming fast like a cheetah,
cash yeah!
Yeah i'm counting cash!
Shorty know i'm living fast!
Keep these bitch niggas off my tracks!
Fuck what they be saying cause it's all behind my
Well the uptown chicks, they judge her
By her old clothes and her shoes
You can tell she's had a hard life
You can tell that's nothin' new
But she
I take another hit
She a bad bitch, figure bout perfect ass shit
Love to grab her by the hips
Gotta get the cash, gotta get it fast
In love with
it, to get hard
Instead it is fast-going, coming fast
Brick by brick, I'm legoing, I built these bars
4am
I be smokin some dope
4am
You say start
Yeah
This that bag talk
Mr shit talker, in his birkin
Need a track hawk
So I can push it fast in suburban
Areas
I bag bitches just because I'm
Hatchback full of smoke
Back wood hit it slow
Pass that to my bros
That's just how we roll
Hash that let me know
Live life by the code
Fast track pay
yeah
Just by yourself, girl, you light up the night
When I see her smile, it's like a ray of sunshine
And whenever she's here, she makes me lose track
Yeah
Yeah
I like this one
VSM
Virgo season on the track yeah you know I'm about to snap
Run that flow by your set so you know where I'm at
I can see
How she turn spring garden into love park
We still on track like by the train back where our love starts
She let me know her name n made me go
Now I got a murder case
You speak of heaven punk? I never heard of the place
Wanted to come up fast, got a Uz' and a black mask
Duckin', fuckin'
feeling the flames
Gonna kill this track lemme steady my aim
I've been known by many different names
But KinG Jay is the one i'll make
Flowing like a river
I wouldn't even know
So how to let it show, bro?
Throwback to the ytcracker and the fast talkers that'll make a modem faster
Irritating in their
the same
Jumpin' tracks, doin' backflips into the lake
There was nothin' that could ever stop you and I, in my mind
I go fast, back, back to those summer
of the titans
Writin'
For everybody that I had
And if I fucked shit up that’s all my bad
Life movin' so god damn fast
I can’t keep track
I’m just an Adderall
train track
It's been a long time since I picked up a pen
Was worried I'm gonna make one again
Coz lately, I've been tryna visualize
But I end up with
by your senses, just laying with you
Knock down my defenses, with everything that you do
Fast comes the rhythm as it feeds the mind
Fast come
It kinda makes you want to move cause it's smooth
It's that type of hype, so believe it
Brought by the Boss and the E
With the funky little track
rappin' with Dre
So of course I got a track to bring it back to your face
The one kid that would've been Aftermath that got away
But we still get
rappin' with Dre
So of course I got a track to bring it back to your face
The one kid that would've been Aftermath that got away
But we still get
(Finally. Brick by brick, track by track, unravelling)
Here’s the track that leads me home
It binds you to you’re fully grown
You’ve lost the tears
I'm just a nigga that's playing
Don't mean to bring up old shit home girl but I'm just saying
You love the fast life
Got all that weed, got all that
Oh, driving in the fast lane all my life
Oh, driving in the fast lane
正解のない この race track
冷めることない vibes
止められない take it to the max
後戻りは出来ない
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