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  • In the fast lane I'm getting money
    Run it up, run it up
    And I ain't no way on earth you take it from me
    Let's get this understood
    On the block I love my hood
    Every night I fight for dollars
    In this bed I grind about it
    My ******* gonna find the problem
    Pay her no mind about it
    My bills paid in advance and dinner not to be dine about it
    No time to cry about it
    And it ain't no backing out
    Extension out the mac, blat, blat, blat and back it up
    Real street ******* man,
    Street ******* won't flip see the jake, see the fence
    How we came up in that bottle
    Drop top, top, drop free my ******* let's play
    When he touch down I got it
    Pledge allegiance to the to the money column
    2000 rackses on a ******g column
    ******* you with don't give a ******* about it
    ******* the good but nothing done about it
    Carter slept with number traffic rhyming
    No comprende conte we are thousand
    Coke on a table ******* ‘em mama
    Pouring syrup like a ******g farmer
    Faucet orange ******* prolly snoring
    ******* luca present got the auction going
    Plays the floor I had a daily dawn
    You wanna pack the toast I wanna pop the floor
    Shake back, rerun, shake back
    Diddy in the kitchen water whippin ******* take that
    Gay strap waste that, sitting on the step
    No bulletproof vest where the apes at, ate that
    Stay cooking ******* straight *******
    Try to take it from me I'ma face book them
    Hit the line, lido got 5 *******s
    He's a supply grill, I supply chickens
    In the fast lane I'm getting money
    Run it up, run it up
    And I ain't no way on earth you take it from me
    Let's get this understood
    On the block I love my hood
    Every night I fight for dollars
    In this bed I grind about it
    My ******* gonna find the problem
    Pay her no mind about it
    My bills paid in advance and dinner not to be dine about it
    No time to cry about it
    And it ain't no backing out
    Extension out the mac, blat, blat, blat and back it up
    Real street *******, man
    Came up on the dumb *******t
    Ak with the jay clip
    Trade hate in the club with me
    You can show love but don't ******* with me
    Little rocks and a plastic bag
    We was chasing cars that was back to back
    One of the few who's reps is figure
    For only know it some activists
    Trash bags right now I'm texting for this
    And I'm too strapped to relax
    Two heats even know it's just me
    And I fit in the front, big mac in the back
    Got a ******* so bad all she do is neck
    Told her put it in your night
    Now I ride paper till she hate me like a fake bed
    Hood rich real *******t
    I prolly look poor in a foreign
    Me and??? sit in the four one leader
    Literally pouring the form
    Afford to be on me, at 4 in the morning
    Out of time just get a show
    Speed, gotta get back though
    I got court in the morning, true story
    In the fast lane I'm getting money
    Run it up, run it up
    And I ain't no way on earth you take it from me
    Let's get this understood
    On the block I love my hood
    Every night I fight for dollars
    In this bed I grind about it
    My ******* gonna find the problem
    Pay her no mind about it
    My bills paid in advance and dinner not to be dine about it
    No time to cry about it
    And it ain't no backing out
    Extension out the mac, blat, blat, blat and back it up
    Real street *******, man
    45 on my hit double
    Through the projects like Jesse James
    Flamed up, never changed up
    Got the same block and same gang
    4 dudes, zero zero I'm a hood hero
    Off moving kilos in a tress spot
    With them straps out
    Bout 100 ounces in grid locks
    Hot dog get the backdoor, got a haunted ******* on hood jo
    Grab one of her affiliated
    Got cash money knocking at my door
    Hold up I don't trust *******
    If I show love I ****** with you
    I grind hard with all star
    With a pain lean in a foreign car
    Real *******t, all of my people on trill *******t
    Riding round screaming rock town
    Like how do you feel *******
    In the fast lane I'm getting money
    Run it up, run it up
    And I ain't no way on earth you take it from me
    Let's get this understood
    On the block I love my hood
    Every night I fight for dollars
    In this bed I grind about it
    My ******* gonna find the problem
    Pay her no mind about it
    My bills paid in advance and dinner not to be dine about it
    No time to cry about it
    And it ain't no backing out
    Extension out the mac, blat, blat, blat and back it up
    Real street *******, man
  • In the fast lane I'm getting money
    Run it up, run it up
    And I ain't no way on earth you take it from me
    Let's get this understood
    On the block I love my hood
    Every night I fight for dollars
    In this bed I grind about it
    My ******* gonna find the problem
    Pay her no mind about it
    My bills paid in advance and dinner not to be dine about it
    No time to cry about it
    And it ain't no backing out
    Extension out the mac, blat, blat, blat and back it up
    Real street ******* man,
    Street ******* won't flip see the jake, see the fence
    How we came up in that bottle
    Drop top, top, drop free my ******* let's play
    When he touch down I got it
    Pledge allegiance to the to the money column
    2000 rackses on a ******g column
    ******* you with don't give a ******* about it
    ******* the good but nothing done about it
    Carter slept with number traffic rhyming
    No comprende conte we are thousand
    Coke on a table ******* ‘em mama
    Pouring syrup like a ******g farmer
    Faucet orange ******* prolly snoring
    ******* luca present got the auction going
    Plays the floor I had a daily dawn
    You wanna pack the toast I wanna pop the floor
    Shake back, rerun, shake back
    Diddy in the kitchen water whippin ******* take that
    Gay strap waste that, sitting on the step
    No bulletproof vest where the apes at, ate that
    Stay cooking ******* straight *******
    Try to take it from me I'ma face book them
    Hit the line, lido got 5 *******s
    He's a supply grill, I supply chickens
    In the fast lane I'm getting money
    Run it up, run it up
    And I ain't no way on earth you take it from me
    Let's get this understood
    On the block I love my hood
    Every night I fight for dollars
    In this bed I grind about it
    My ******* gonna find the problem
    Pay her no mind about it
    My bills paid in advance and dinner not to be dine about it
    No time to cry about it
    And it ain't no backing out
    Extension out the mac, blat, blat, blat and back it up
    Real street *******, man
    Came up on the dumb *******t
    Ak with the jay clip
    Trade hate in the club with me
    You can show love but don't ******* with me
    Little rocks and a plastic bag
    We was chasing cars that was back to back
    One of the few who's reps is figure
    For only know it some activists
    Trash bags right now I'm texting for this
    And I'm too strapped to relax
    Two heats even know it's just me
    And I fit in the front, big mac in the back
    Got a ******* so bad all she do is neck
    Told her put it in your night
    Now I ride paper till she hate me like a fake bed
    Hood rich real *******t
    I prolly look poor in a foreign
    Me and??? sit in the four one leader
    Literally pouring the form
    Afford to be on me, at 4 in the morning
    Out of time just get a show
    Speed, gotta get back though
    I got court in the morning, true story
    In the fast lane I'm getting money
    Run it up, run it up
    And I ain't no way on earth you take it from me
    Let's get this understood
    On the block I love my hood
    Every night I fight for dollars
    In this bed I grind about it
    My ******* gonna find the problem
    Pay her no mind about it
    My bills paid in advance and dinner not to be dine about it
    No time to cry about it
    And it ain't no backing out
    Extension out the mac, blat, blat, blat and back it up
    Real street *******, man
    45 on my hit double
    Through the projects like Jesse James
    Flamed up, never changed up
    Got the same block and same gang
    4 dudes, zero zero I'm a hood hero
    Off moving kilos in a tress spot
    With them straps out
    Bout 100 ounces in grid locks
    Hot dog get the backdoor, got a haunted ******* on hood jo
    Grab one of her affiliated
    Got cash money knocking at my door
    Hold up I don't trust *******
    If I show love I ****** with you
    I grind hard with all star
    With a pain lean in a foreign car
    Real *******t, all of my people on trill *******t
    Riding round screaming rock town
    Like how do you feel *******
    In the fast lane I'm getting money
    Run it up, run it up
    And I ain't no way on earth you take it from me
    Let's get this understood
    On the block I love my hood
    Every night I fight for dollars
    In this bed I grind about it
    My ******* gonna find the problem
    Pay her no mind about it
    My bills paid in advance and dinner not to be dine about it
    No time to cry about it
    And it ain't no backing out
    Extension out the mac, blat, blat, blat and back it up
    Real street *******, man