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Fast Lane

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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 [Chorus] Yeah, nigga having thangs Fancy cars and rings This hustler bout' his chains Nigga really out here doin' it? (Doin it) Claimin' hella fame Everybody know my name I'm deep off in this game Whatever money that I get to


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