Fast Life

Uhm, that fast life What I'mma tell em, what I'mma tell them niggas This that fast life, Tank Dawg My mama told me, mama told me, my mama told me yeah Mama told me, boy, slow down, make this your last night Too busy living in that fast life Ducking from them squad cars, and them flashlights That's just what comes with this fast life Mama told me, boy, slow down, make this show last night Too busy living in that fast life Ducking from them squad cars, and them flashlights That just what comes with this fast life Fast life, you know that we livin Homie, pipe down, dem hallows gon' get em Sneak dissing shit, I really don't feel it Yeah, I been chasing this sack, but you chasing bitches Money in my pocket, can't pull up my britches Been through the struggle, and god be my witness Yeah, I get that pack and I don't fumble 30 deep, a royal rumble What you talkin', bitch, don't mumble I've stayed down and I been humbled This that fast life, I'm up every night Can't fuck with these niggas, they be snakes So get em out my sight Niggas really in they feelings Out here shooting for attention When I catch you, I'ma split em Nah, I ain't gon' miss em I'm staying up on my pivot No, you won't catch me slippin Yeah, I just popped me a zany, put my demons to sleep Fuckin' these bitches don't mean shit to me No trust in these niggas, keep a pole when I sleep Yeah, so how you reppin' How you steppin' Nigga go grab your weapon Glock 17, 32 shots, boy, that's a new extension Mama told me, boy, slow down, make this your last night Too busy living in that fast life Ducking from them squad cars, and them flashlights That's just what comes with that fast life Mama told me, boy, slow down, make this your last night Too busy living in that fast life Ducking from them squad cars, and them flashlights That's just what comes with that fast life Mama, I'm sorry for the shit that I did But this is the life that I live Heart so cold, ain't no love for no bitch Shawty, I'm sorry, but I'm keepin' it real Fast money, fell in love with the bills Time to roll, bro, pass me a pill Late night creeping so you know I got the steel Gotta show a nigga how that hot shit feel Can you feel my pain This life real, not a game And I'ma ride for you, would you ride for me And I'll die for you, would you die for me I love my niggas the same Stayed down, they never changed My brothers fuck a gang Loyalty is what I claim Yeah, yeah, this shit get wicked, shit get wicked No control in these streets Keep your pole in your reach These niggas really pottin' on the low They set you up for the money These bitches, they gon' go In it, oh Yeah, this shit get wicked, shit get wicked Yeah, this shit get wicked But how you reppin' How you steppin' Nigga, go grab your weapon Glock 17, 32 shots, boy, that's a new extension Mama told me, boy, slow down, make this your last night Too busy livin gin that fast life Ducking from them squad cars and them flashlights That's just what comes with that fast life Mama told me, boy, slow down, make this your last night Too busy living in that fast life Ducking from them squad cars and them flashlights That's just what comes with that fast life