Feed the Streets vol. 3: Fast Lane (Live from the 7th Ward) Lyrics

Fast lane where I live, no switch speed

Twitter fingers talking want to diss me

Y'all say what you want, but don't touch mine

Got it by myself, no cosign

Damn right, I'm defensive as I can be

Don't play with the money or the family

Everybody talking so demanding

No it ain't sweet, no candy

Live fast, die old

This going to be the wildest fucking story ever told

Heard somebody say their whole life is like a movie

Laughing to myself, your whole life? sounds groovy

But you could make a docuseries out of my weekend

Living faster through my life until the lease end

Different setting every night until I'm checking out

It's a math problem trying to count the blessings now

Fast lane where I live, no switch speed

Twitter fingers talking want to diss me

Y'all say what you want, but don't touch mine

Got it by myself, no cosign

Damn right, I'm defensive as I can be

Don't play with the money or the family

Everybody talking so demanding

No it ain't sweet, no candy

You know I never saw the point of investing

People talking interest, but I never found it interesting

Money is a tool until you get a band and wrap it up

How you going to spend it if you make it just to stack it up?

Why I need a hundred fifty racks in the bank?

Why you stressing at your job because the economy sank?

I get what I need, and I never need much

Money isn't safety, do away with the crutch

Fast lane where I live, no switch speed

Twitter fingers talking want to diss me

Y'all say what you want, but don't touch mine

Got it by myself, no cosign

Damn right, I'm defensive as I can be

Don't play with the money or the family

Everybody talking so demanding

No it ain't sweet, no candy

How you feel, how you feel?

Know I'm on a wave now, I've got to keep it real

When I'm looking back, I done spent too many days

Seeking out escape, I was stuck all in my ways

How you feel, how you feel?

Used to lie to people just so I could eat a meal

Now I came up, fuck a temporary fix

Working on myself, you won't find me in the mix

No one ever told me there was more to life

All I cared about is status, so I'd party every night