Fast

Sonic go get them bands
On it flew out to Japan
Coppin too much in my hand
Fix it I don't like it bland
Tattoos up and down my body
Yakuza
They just want some money damn
They choosin
You don't learn from none yo lessons
You keep losin
Got a new whip I got four
I'm cruising
Dragon on my side
You want that heat I let it fly
6 feet in them trenches
Aint no mo just gettin by
You so outta pocket thinking you could rock this ice
Go home make a classic then come back and say it twice
Learn to be more quiet I'm just giving you advice
Only bag I chase is certain width certain height

Jo Maru got rich that shit aint happen overnight
I was scrambling like every night til I got right
I can tell you aint used to rich niggas flexing up
Every time I speak you talking bout how you coming up
I aint tryna beef I'm just here so I can run it up
Fuck we gon have beef for you aint even close to runner up
I can feel the vibe speak yo mind on that live
Every time I hear some shit its coming from the side
Pop up at the function like we just came back alive
Talking bout the future but you just talkin jive
Everything mute its just static when we slide
If I got two he got three he got five
If I wanted to I could piece up yo whole tribe
Niggas don't want peace until a real one collide
One thing on my mind is to make sure that I provide
You claim you a man but you aint never outside
Pussy bitch you aint none but a pussy pussy
Hit a switch have this bih jumpin like its jump street
I could be calm after all this shit but I won't be
I'm on yo head you go to the afterlife lonely
One man army I'm the striker and the goalie
They say I'm this and that honestly they don't know me
Niggas claim drip they outdated like Fazoli's
I could floss better wit a Fossil keep the Rollie



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Writer(s): Jovonni Edwards
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