Fast Lane

This can go two ways
I can talk money and violence
Or I can talk bout deep seeded issues
That bone chilling shit that makes your sweat glands lubricant your tissues
I'm speeding off
Dark lane
Noise by the one-eighty degree but I can't slow down and peep the rear view
It's gonna hold me back
And I'm not going back hood tale blues
Cuz the darkness in my ends is steady looking for a meal
That bitch don't spit just chew
Just devours
Slow me down
Bro I'd be a fool if I let you
God isn't slowing down the hours
I still wanna help you
But if you can't do it for yourself then I don't know what imma tell you
Everybody wanna drive the fast lane
But see that fast lane is just like the crash of a plane
You either die or you don't
And if you don't you gotta live with the scars and the pain
Your brain gotta firm the fact you could've die in vain
Cuz in retrospect you didn't need to be on the plane
Is the money really worth being stuck in a box
You can't do nothing else except fight the clock
Send a prayer to the boys on my block
Cuz, That's the 4 and the 9 zone
Even if you don't know my name
And I don't know yours
Bro I pray you make it out in the end
Cuz my friend didn't

Moment of silence now it's back to the tune
They gave my nigga twenty-one man he's locked in a room
The feelings bittersweet
Cuz on my life that could be me if I ain't listen to you
So on my honour as a man Gideon I won't forget you
This life ain't nothing more than a snake with his tail in his mouth
I say snake cuz that's how niggas going out
You gotta cut through the belly of the beast to make it out
I'm steady tryna find a different route
But Issa a cycle
I started off licking clothes with my friend
Ended up swiping cards and hiding them in bibles
I could take off the heads of my rivals
But as I said my nigga Issa cycle
If I hit a head
Then My soul would be a target
And if a marksman hits with bull's eye aim
My friends might cry
And my friends might ride
But eventually they'll charge it
This shit here's a process
Even if it's slow there'll still be progress
Cuz to regress is to die
It's the death of what you could have been
Just to the keep past alive
But what's gone is gone
You gotta leave it and survive Bro, you gotta thrive with time
This here is as sweet as a mix between Lemon and Lime
Would've thought I talking bout 7up
I was 7up
Now I'm 6 down
Click pow
Now there's 7 down
Violate i'm calling up my guys from the litty town
Mama always said control your anger
And In my head I'd ask her how
Cuz I was scared
Heart slowly growing cold
Only my notes and my pencils know
Only Ace-O and bottom bitch know
In the end I had to let my bitch go
You know how the game go
When you come from the snow
Aye