Life2Fast!
(Skrt skrt skrt skrrt!)
Life too fast, might crash
I just felt a blast from the past
Tried to keep her glad, my bad
I ain't even talking bout' the bag
Hold on, since we talking bout' a bag
Bitch you know I'm getting into that
Sending hits without a pen and pad
Time to get richer than my dad
Every time I pull up, make em' mad
Sending shots inside a Gucci mask
Sometimes I start to feel bad
But then I think about the wounds in my back
I was geeking off the shrooms and a X
Sometimes I still be thinking bout' my ex
I don't want her, I just gave the bitch the best
I'm tryna find out what's next
Next better have a "S" chest
Super woman nigga, nun' less
I ain't made a mess in awhile
Think I need to go out west
I ain't with the games like a child
That bitch tried to fuck with my mans
That bitch tried to fumble my plans
Might get in an accident again
Life too fast, might crash
I just felt a blast from the past
Tried to keep her glad, my bad
I ain't even talking bout' the bag
Hold on, since we talking bout a bag
Bitch you know I'm getting into that
Sending hits without a pen and pad
Time to get richer than my dad
Life too fast, might crash
I just felt a blast from the past
Tried to keep her glad, my bad
I ain't even talking bout' the bag
Hold on, since we talking bout a bag
Bitch you know I'm getting into that
Sending hits without a pen and pad
With his bitch laughing at his bitch ass
I'm the shit, don't know what you expected
Slime got 2 tecs, he got ejected
Right wrist, Italian dressing
I been smoking Bali, I ain't stressing
Play with me, you peasants getting threatened
I ain't never ever came in second
With real deal snakes, like Ekans
And you know that they be shooting ambidextrous
Yeah my shooters shoot both hands
And I gotta' bitch like Lindsay Lohan
She like dirty sprite, and she a coke fan
She set him up, now he in no-mans-land
Jump off the rope, like Rob Van Dam
I'll be lit til ima' old ass man
Diamonds hitting, they been tryna throw hands
I'm protected but fuck a Trojan
I been tryna break all the banks
I been tryna smoke straight stank
We goin' make a nigga walk a plank
Push him off the edge for the rank
I been busy countin Ben Franks'
I been trying not to go insane
I done found some love for Mary Jane
I might never love a bitch again
Life too fast, might crash
I just felt a blast from the past
Tried to keep her glad, my bad
I ain't even talking bout' the bag
Hold on, since we talking bout a bag
Bitch you know I'm getting into that
Sending hits without a pen and pad
Time to get richer than my dad
Life too fast, might crash
I just felt a blast from the past
Tried to keep her glad, my bad
I ain't even talking bout' the bag
Hold on, since we talking bout a bag
Bitch you know I'm getting into that
Sending hits without a pen and pad
With his bitch laughing at his bitch ass
Life too fast, might crash
I just felt a blast from the past
Tried to keep her glad, my bad
I ain't even talking bout' the bag
Hold on, since we talking bout' a bag
Bitch you know I'm getting into that
Sending hits without a pen and pad
Time to get richer than my dad
Every time I pull up, make em' mad
Sending shots inside a Gucci mask
Sometimes I start to feel bad
But then I think about the wounds in my back
I was geeking off the shrooms and a X
Sometimes I still be thinking bout' my ex
I don't want her, I just gave the bitch the best
I'm tryna find out what's next
Next better have a "S" chest
Super woman nigga, nun' less
I ain't made a mess in awhile
Think I need to go out west
I ain't with the games like a child
That bitch tried to fuck with my mans
That bitch tried to fumble my plans
Might get in an accident again
Life too fast, might crash
I just felt a blast from the past
Tried to keep her glad, my bad
I ain't even talking bout' the bag
Hold on, since we talking bout a bag
Bitch you know I'm getting into that
Sending hits without a pen and pad
Time to get richer than my dad
Life too fast, might crash
I just felt a blast from the past
Tried to keep her glad, my bad
I ain't even talking bout' the bag
Hold on, since we talking bout a bag
Bitch you know I'm getting into that
Sending hits without a pen and pad
With his bitch laughing at his bitch ass
I'm the shit, don't know what you expected
Slime got 2 tecs, he got ejected
Right wrist, Italian dressing
I been smoking Bali, I ain't stressing
Play with me, you peasants getting threatened
I ain't never ever came in second
With real deal snakes, like Ekans
And you know that they be shooting ambidextrous
Yeah my shooters shoot both hands
And I gotta' bitch like Lindsay Lohan
She like dirty sprite, and she a coke fan
She set him up, now he in no-mans-land
Jump off the rope, like Rob Van Dam
I'll be lit til ima' old ass man
Diamonds hitting, they been tryna throw hands
I'm protected but fuck a Trojan
I been tryna break all the banks
I been tryna smoke straight stank
We goin' make a nigga walk a plank
Push him off the edge for the rank
I been busy countin Ben Franks'
I been trying not to go insane
I done found some love for Mary Jane
I might never love a bitch again
Life too fast, might crash
I just felt a blast from the past
Tried to keep her glad, my bad
I ain't even talking bout' the bag
Hold on, since we talking bout a bag
Bitch you know I'm getting into that
Sending hits without a pen and pad
Time to get richer than my dad
Life too fast, might crash
I just felt a blast from the past
Tried to keep her glad, my bad
I ain't even talking bout' the bag
Hold on, since we talking bout a bag
Bitch you know I'm getting into that
Sending hits without a pen and pad
With his bitch laughing at his bitch ass
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Writer(s): Jamari Mckenzie
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