Fast Lane

Living the life in the quick lane only the strongest survive

These streets will swallow you up mayne, and eat you alive

Can't be no poodle, run tuck your tail and hide

They'll spaghetti your noodle, mayne, element of surprise

It's going around mayne, death in the air

Better not be scared cause hyenas can smell fear

There's not a lot of love but it's a whole lot of hate

Beware of your surroundings they're starving they ain't ate

The lick of fire awaits for those with no souls

Hot like a stove, hotter than hot coals

I'n not a knock, I'm the server, got hella clients waitin'

Fuck the FDA; the food and drug administration

That's the thought process of a soil soldier

6's on the [?] pistola, spinach and yola

I'm talking realer dope money this hustler makin'

And I don't cattin' and capin' and cupcakin'

I go bad on a batch man, I ain't playin'

Knock a broad without even lifting a hand

Ain't even gotta touch her, mind games mayne

Brain fuck her, I ain't lyin'

Never been a bitch-made motherfucker just a professional sucker-ducker

I'm one nigger rich motherfucker, courthouses and diamond clusters

Fucks with hustlers, not no busters allowed around us

No sap suckers, snitches, bitches, or punk cowards

Yeah, nigga having thangs

This hustler bout' his chains

Nigga really out here doin' it? (Doin it)

Everybody know my name

I'm deep off in this game

Whatever money that I get to (Whatcha livin?)

Looking up with greenbacks on your mind is a good sign

My name ringing like a high school bell, like a church chime

This ain't chameleon, but go get a glass of wine

Listen to me preach my rhyme, sit back and recline

I'm too real to be unreal, too truthful to be fake

Daddy and mommy went they're separate ways when I was eight

But it made me great, more stronger and god-willing

A few years later, I'm worth a few million

Top billing, killing em' with my independent grip

Got rid of my digital scale and started making hits

Flipping all kinds of whips, Benzes, Cutlass, and Lexus's

Me and the clique of St. Charles, god was blessing us

Successfulness, all praises due to Allah

Jesus, Jahova, the most highest almighty god

Reverend Thurman and Mother Thurman, I miss you much

I know you up in heaven watching over us

If I can help people, that's what they taught me to do

Can't save the world, but I can help save a few

People talk behind my back, laugh and smiled all in my face

Said my voice was too squeaky and my style was a disgrace

Now I'm hittin', they ain't laughin' all the way to the bank

Making deposits and promoting my own track

Backing with my nose in the air, like my shit don't stank

Came in the game blindfolded, stressin', guessin', walking the plank