Fast Life

Gotta watch yo homies cuz these niggas ain't yo friends They ain't rocking like they say these niggas fake and they pretend I'm just tryna touch a milli I ain't tryna make amends They wouldn't let us thru the door On my soul we breaking in Ain't no loyalty foreal yo own patna leave you sleep Cold summers in the city so we rockin with the heat It's really active when it's cracking we be popping like some grease Talking slick up out yo lips can get you knocked right off ya feet I cut the dreads off to rock the fade so ain't no hang time Switch up on me once so you can die up on the same side I was in the county tryna get a call but bitches wouldn't waste time Now she see I'm popping wit this rap she tryna FaceTime Now she see the face shine Foreign with the race stripe Came up out the struggle I ain't never have no great time Roaches in the crib on section 8 I used to hate life I really earned the stripes up on my cleats so I'm gon lace mine Told my brothers we gon run the game but it just Take time Pushing hard lines so if it's that they on the same time A king around my city most these niggas be on lame time Death before dishonor if I'm lacking come and take mine Screaming free my cousin Timmy B from off that mainline I'ma let them people gimme life before they claim mine The hardest nigga rappin only gotta give me 8 lines When niggas can't compete get they get to running tryna make lies Choppa on my lap cuz I can't fit it on my waist line Run up like you crazy I won't hesitate to bang mine With it or without bitch I'm always on the same time And ain't no Xbox but I try to play me and it's game time Look I done went thru hell & back god as my witness Couldn't pick up when I called but now she all in my mentions Ain't nobody gave me shit when I was locked in detention How niggas talk like they with it ain't even caught an attempted Out here living off a bitch but claim you pimpin wit yo broke ass I got old money most these niggas posting throwbacks Bouncing out on toes if jakes come cuz I can't go back Like look I'm bout to run a four flat You ain't never sat up inside that cell and watched yo momma cry Rapping like hella tough but you don't know what all that drama like Rather be the shooter than a victim of a homicide Addicted to this fast life I'm tryna see what commas like