Fast Lane
No way in no way out on our own shit
Living in the fast lane
And you can't tell me nothing eyes closed racing to the money
Living in the fast lane
I just wanna shine sun up sun down ima grind
Living in the fast lane
And you can't tell me shit I want this money niggas want a bitch
Living in the fast lane
Riding like it's no tomorrow trynna do the dashboard
Money coming barely leaving pray I never crash Lord
This the shit I ask for I'm happy to see it
But big bra nem in the system I'm just praying that they beat it
I done loss I done gained I loss again and tripled up
When you fast lane living never stop or you be stuck
Keep a bag coming save something for a rainy day
Never going back to going to sleep with nothing to eat
That's a blessing from the struggle hard times in the hood
Why niggas risk it all for pennies cause we dying in the hood
Fast lane everything changed when the cash came
Gotta swerve when that traffic come and watch ya back man
If you fast lane living stay focused you just doing you
Keep yo circle small all them broads keep yo in the loop
Keep it to yourself they'll tell it if they ever knew
And keep that cutter on ya cause we gone do what we gotta do
Living in the fast lane
And you can't tell me nothing eyes closed racing to the money
Living in the fast lane
I just wanna shine sun up sun down ima grind
Living in the fast lane
And you can't tell me shit I want this money niggas want a bitch
Living in the fast lane
Jumped in the fats lane like skrt
Dont know may destation but its near
Blowin gas foot on the gass passin the rear
Its hard to focus ya focus when life is a blur fr
Im trynna tell ya I remember nights I cant remember nights
I remember takin loses had to get it back
I remember sacfiares for a bigger bag
I remember gettin frontin knowin I won't give it back
I remember spendin nights at hotels
Short stoppin niggas already there like Oh well
Now a yung nigga sellin it wholesale
Bad bitches be buggin and tuggin my coattail
And I was livin bad on my ass til that cash came
Now a nigga autopilot in that fast lane
Breakin down marijunana stuffin it in a jar
Mind on a million hundreds livin like no tomorrow
Living in the fast lane
And you can't tell me nothing eyes closed racing to the money
Living in the fast lane
I just wanna shine sun up sun down ima grind
Living in the fast lane
And you can't tell me shit I want this money niggas want a bitch
Living in the fast lane
Living in the fast lane
And you can't tell me nothing eyes closed racing to the money
Living in the fast lane
I just wanna shine sun up sun down ima grind
Living in the fast lane
And you can't tell me shit I want this money niggas want a bitch
Living in the fast lane
Riding like it's no tomorrow trynna do the dashboard
Money coming barely leaving pray I never crash Lord
This the shit I ask for I'm happy to see it
But big bra nem in the system I'm just praying that they beat it
I done loss I done gained I loss again and tripled up
When you fast lane living never stop or you be stuck
Keep a bag coming save something for a rainy day
Never going back to going to sleep with nothing to eat
That's a blessing from the struggle hard times in the hood
Why niggas risk it all for pennies cause we dying in the hood
Fast lane everything changed when the cash came
Gotta swerve when that traffic come and watch ya back man
If you fast lane living stay focused you just doing you
Keep yo circle small all them broads keep yo in the loop
Keep it to yourself they'll tell it if they ever knew
And keep that cutter on ya cause we gone do what we gotta do
Living in the fast lane
And you can't tell me nothing eyes closed racing to the money
Living in the fast lane
I just wanna shine sun up sun down ima grind
Living in the fast lane
And you can't tell me shit I want this money niggas want a bitch
Living in the fast lane
Jumped in the fats lane like skrt
Dont know may destation but its near
Blowin gas foot on the gass passin the rear
Its hard to focus ya focus when life is a blur fr
Im trynna tell ya I remember nights I cant remember nights
I remember takin loses had to get it back
I remember sacfiares for a bigger bag
I remember gettin frontin knowin I won't give it back
I remember spendin nights at hotels
Short stoppin niggas already there like Oh well
Now a yung nigga sellin it wholesale
Bad bitches be buggin and tuggin my coattail
And I was livin bad on my ass til that cash came
Now a nigga autopilot in that fast lane
Breakin down marijunana stuffin it in a jar
Mind on a million hundreds livin like no tomorrow
Living in the fast lane
And you can't tell me nothing eyes closed racing to the money
Living in the fast lane
I just wanna shine sun up sun down ima grind
Living in the fast lane
And you can't tell me shit I want this money niggas want a bitch
Living in the fast lane
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Writer(s): Shelton Knight Jr
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