Lyrics:
someone press fast forward
So I can chill with him again and feel real
I rather have him here then this rap deal..
But he can't regret it now
Walking
brothers overhype the story just 'cause
I don't wanna be numb
I just need a re-up on emotion
Show me something real
Show me something real
Something I can
Soccer mamas always have the right time
Her son is waiting for no car
You know what, he can have it all
Where yo mama at?
I heard she pull a 9 to 5
real well
Come in
Oh, what up, yo
Ice U Rock in the house
What's up y'all?
(What's up)
Yo, I was here in the studio, you know
Reminiscin' about
you better blow
Locked in with my brothers, we hop in that car, we go
I die for my brother cause I play my role
We really did some shit that we could
Jets, tanks, money in the bank
Wanted, level, cops on me, there's several (five stars)
My life is GTA in real life
I got frostbite from all this ice
to ride
I was laid out, neck on a tire
By a thin wire, he got out of the car and put me back on the side
(Oh my God)
And that's a real life story
(Real Life
a bag This car real fast, better pull off
The tag
The police down high behind, in the rain, Hope I don't crash
Oh no, oh no, oh no So much money around,
brains in the fast lane
A seventeen-year reign, simple and plain
When I ruled the rap game and all my peers sold cocaine
One-three-two Uptown, when Rich
right?
It’s the fuckin’ life
Fast cars and a couple bad broads
And we all livin’ for the night
Look
You rap dumb shit, nigga, I don’t really care
Don’t get
kill Christ
I need that fast money, fast car and that real ice
Got that lil' bag, I ain't go lie, that shit real light
If it ain't about money, I don't
Bitch!
Hop in that car bruh we tryn spin some put down them Glocks nigga
You ain’t gon’ click none
Why they keep fakin’ they know what I been on said
going for? (huh?)
I’m ‘bout to start extorting brothers
For that Migo flow (Migo)
We the ones that really came
In with the kickin’ do’ (yeah)
Same ones
own clothing
In a five bedroom home all alone
Chain smokin', nights passed
I remember that car
I saw the Bentley on the news, I used to ride in that
Yup, yup, yeah.. uhh..
Yeah..
All night like a corner store, twenty-four seven
Hood hanger; we gets hot like a wok
in the Chinese kitchen,
the head of black music with a Japanese assistant
What does a Chinese kid know about the rap game? That's a shame
As I see and watch on BET
There's
time I fall I know my brothers got my back woah
Do the rap and the track real fast woah
That’s why a nigga ain’t really texting back woah
Yea I know
Houses on houses got rows
Hop in the back of that rolls truck
My brother got two phones
One for the trap and one for his cunts
This is fast car music lil'
and or maybes
At the ? and the A-V, the O-U-R-B-A-BE
Kris, the Jungle Brothers, Tribe Called Quest, yeah they be
Down with Sha-ka-ottin, pimp or, man, they
In the nine-five, I decided fuck this underground tape shit
Stack some cheese so quit puts on my disses tryin' to break bitch
Kinda quick, kinda fast
Uh! I'm smoking right now
Adjust my Louie V vision fall up in the spot
As long as me and my gang get in
Every nigga I came with, came to spend chips
the others, punk motherfuckers
But I'ma keep it real, cause me and you is brothers
It'll happen so fast boy you won't stand a chance
Cause the L.O.D.
Yeah
VVS look like a star, yeah
I took the top off the car (yeah)
We don't abide by the law (no)
You don't know what I done saw (saw)
Can't
With four brothers in the SS
I can't go around and can't back up
So I gotta peep game laying in the cut
Is this a jack or a kidnap?
Since I'm never
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