Fast Lane

Swerve and dip in the fast lane
Pull up big tip for the valet
Got me two big blunts and a case in the trunk when I'm having a bad day
Cruising listen to Sade
A hour late for the party
If I could travel back in time like my nigga Marty
Wouldn't be acting a fool, I wouldn't be acting a fool I wouldn't be
Wouldn't be acting a fool, I wouldn't be acting a fool I wouldn't be
Down on my luck so bad, down on my luck so bad, life go fast
Nigga better kiss yo mom, nigga better hug your dad

This is dedicated to the single mothers no fathers
Get a little higher like low rider, no right or wrong
He got you wetter than pasidan
Thought you'd be beside him till the end
You see that white picket fences and
A crib that all of your loved ones can run through, I guess all your dreams didn't come true, hate to bust yo bubble
When he said that he would front you, meant he only wanted the frontal
You thought that it was kicking off he audibled to punt you
That's a situation I know you never dreamed of
Don't blame it on my man cuz growing up he never seen love
Momma died at six, and dad an alcoholic
When he leave his room to frolic pops rage and he get beat up
Tragedy and triumph, they teach the same lesson
Yo failure a blessing, hand made for protection
For your soul, a stepping stone in learning to let go
And searching for the higher purpose of which you were chose

Swerve and dip in the fast lane
Pull up big tip for the valet
Got me two big blunts and a case in the trunk when I'm having a bad day
Cruising listen to Sade
A hour late for the party
If I could travel back in time like my nigga Marty
Wouldn't be acting a fool, I wouldn't be acting a fool I wouldn't be
Wouldn't be acting a fool, I wouldn't be acting a fool I wouldn't be
Down on my luck so bad, down on my luck so bad, life go fast
Nigga better kiss yo mom, nigga better hug your dad

I'm going back to school, I couldn't dap the dudes, that dirty my name
I'll get a rack or two, And blow it on chains irrational
The sex causal, cuz I'm a bastard fool
But what the pastor do
The devil is passing through
He wearing a flashy suit
Giving me offers, got so much anger and he playing off it
Demons I'm dodging, I am a soldier a sergeant
Outta this world like a Martian, whipping a starship (Uhh)
I am a champion raising my chalice but I been looking for balance I need a
Day off but can't a 4-1 like the nigga that hopped for Dallas (Hey, hey)
This is my passion, but look at me last year
My beard getting patchy, the anger is eating me up, half finished bottles of 40s in back seats
I'm halfway to 40 but still not a shorty could really attract me
Running the streets like a track meet, none of you niggas can pass me I'm
Finna lap me
We going dumb in the stu, Dashie
MVP, stuff the stat sheet
I need the money I'm itching I'm ashy
With no fame's like Mary no Ashley
I'm out side, no one can catch me
I'm that guy like hey kakashi
I wanna pop, ima tryna blow
I wanna go like nose and acne nigga

Wouldn't be acting a fool, I wouldn't be acting a fool I wouldn't be
Wouldn't be acting a fool, I wouldn't be acting a fool I wouldn't be
Down on my luck so bad, down on my luck so bad, life go fast
Nigga better kiss yo mom, nigga better hug your dad



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Brown-diaz
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