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Fast life
by 9.3.7.jay
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You gon' go hard on this motherfucker
Come on, dawg, I'm the best
I can show you anything about anything, nigga
Damn, bitch, that's how you comin'
Fuckin' fast life, movin' at a fast pace
Speedin' through the red lights, he stopped, I almost shot his face
I've been puttin' work overtime after overtime, day and night
Every time I leave the house, you know I gotta bring my pipes
One bitch said she love me, I'm finna make your dumbass cry
I keep thinkin' bout my dog, man, I'm lookin' to the sky
And I ain't never question God, but I'm down here askin' why
Holdin' back so many tears, nigga, said I need to cry
It ain't good for your health, shit, I already know
I think I need some mental help, cause when they die, I don't get no clothes
Nary, since I lost my granny, I been feelin' all alone
I keep sleepin' in dark places, I feel like I ain't got no home
How would you feel I up the pole
Nigga, think I ain't gon' blow
I already seen it comin', they wanna see me as it goes
But I ain't goin' out like that, I'm spendin' time with my son
This shit personal right here, I'm tryin' to make the money come
Damn, she got them honey buns
Flippin' burgers at her job, but I'm out here with 50 drums
I was tryin' to shop with dude, but he was trippin', I'm bout to blow him
He keep talkin' all that iffy shit, I'm buildin' up a storm
You touch them bullets, they gon' burn you, in R.I.P. to Virgil
Standin' on the street with the radio jerkin'
And if I see a bitch with nice ass, I'ma murder him
Four to five hit his ass and he won't make it out of surgery
Bitch, I'm from second block, in Westwood it get hot
And yes, I got my Glock, and yes, it's one on top
And yes, I will flame you, the dragon is gon' tame you
The bullet rip a hole through your chest, it's gon' flame you
Cut like that
Damn, where you get that big ass gun from
That motherfucker was loud as hell
Can't hear that bitch comin' down the street
You know it's J-Man
You gon' go hard on this motherfucker
Come on, dawg, I'm the best
I can show you anything about anything, nigga
Damn, bitch, that's how you comin'
Fuckin' fast life, movin' at a fast pace
Speedin' through the red lights, he stopped, I almost shot his face
I've been puttin' work overtime after overtime, day and night
Every time I leave the house, you know I gotta bring my pipes
One bitch said she love me, I'm finna make your dumbass cry
I keep thinkin' bout my dog, man, I'm lookin' to the sky
And I ain't never question God, but I'm down here askin' why
Holdin' back so many tears, nigga, said I need to cry
It ain't good for your health, shit, I already know
I think I need some mental help, cause when they die, I don't get no clothes
Nary, since I lost my granny, I been feelin' all alone
I keep sleepin' in dark places, I feel like I ain't got no home
How would you feel I up the pole
Nigga, think I ain't gon' blow
I already seen it comin', they wanna see me as it goes
But I ain't goin' out like that, I'm spendin' time with my son
This shit personal right here, I'm tryin' to make the money come
Damn, she got them honey buns
Flippin' burgers at her job, but I'm out here with 50 drums
I was tryin' to shop with dude, but he was trippin', I'm bout to blow him
He keep talkin' all that iffy shit, I'm buildin' up a storm
You touch them bullets, they gon' burn you, in R.I.P. to Virgil
Standin' on the street with the radio jerkin'
And if I see a bitch with nice ass, I'ma murder him
Four to five hit his ass and he won't make it out of surgery
Bitch, I'm from second block, in Westwood it get hot
And yes, I got my Glock, and yes, it's one on top
And yes, I will flame you, the dragon is gon' tame you
The bullet rip a hole through your chest, it's gon' flame you
Cut like that
Damn, where you get that big ass gun from
That motherfucker was loud as hell
Can't hear that bitch comin' down the street
You know it's J-Man