Living Fast Lyrics

Living fast but

God damn

Let it play nigga, let that shit play

Ay uh

Yea yea

Yea yea uh huh

Living fast but not fast enough

Cause I'm trying to double up on the funds that I got saved up

All these broken memories

Show me who I want to be

Not like the man I was provided

Yea my pops had went to prison

And now he out the country

But man I can't relate

Chasing money since about eight

Wanting blues before they was blue

Needed shoes I was robbing

On rich niggas at school I was plotting

Leave designer no lock in the lockers

Got my drip up before I got a bag

Flood my wrist up once I get a 100 racks

Then I'm a get some property

The Bahamas or Hawaii which ever got a better island breeze

But really which ever got more bitches per square feet

Locked in on my riches might get both we'll see

Formulating opinions before they really heard

Once I dropped the album niggas really start to observe

Naturally start to reserve

Won't let them get all of me before I counted up and burned

Some exotics what's the word

I'll abolish any nigga that step to me

With this rapping I'm one of one

Get to clapping reload my gun

Semi's happen to blow a ton

Catch me lacking just open up

I'm a hazard with poetic visions

A lunatic writing to whoever listens

Just give me your attention for about two min and 30

Kick back relax and sip up on that 40

Niggas start to take back what they said

Thinking I wouldn't be shit but now I'm the man

Think I would be sea sick all these diamonds from japan

Counting up these dollars I need more in advance

Pass me the rock cause I'm a shoot no FN

Shoot and I'm a score, bad bitches galore

Pass some up cause I ain't got the time for them all

Looking at my watch and I'm late for a call

Running up that gualla I might trip but I won't fall

Stacking up these commas I want all my niggas to ball

We running thru the mall

We the mob copping it all

Stacking tall big money got me smoking on cigars

All my niggas gone be winning

Cash flow forever griping

Riding tight new Smithin

Out the east no Westin

Only me and my brethren

Only me and my niggas

Who's been rolling up swishers

Before we even turned a dollar to a million on my children

Yea yea

That's it right there

That's the one

That's it right there man