Fast Lane

Uhh! Livin the life in the quick lane, only the strong can survive

These streets'll swallow you up mayne, and eat you alive

Cain't be no poodle, run tuck yo' tail and hide

They'll spaghetti yo' noddle mayne, (Element of Surprise)

It's goin around mayne! Death in the air

Better not be scared, cause ay-henas can smell fear

It's not a lot of love but it's a whole lot of hate

Beware of your surroundings, they starvin, they ate

The lake of fire awaits for those with no souls

Hot like a stove, hotter than hot coals

Not a knock on the server, got hella clients waitin

Fuck the FDA, the Food & Drug Administration

That's the thought process of a soil soldier

6's on the Nova pistola, spinach and yola

I'm talkin realer dope money this hustler makin

and I don't be cattin and capin and cupcakin

I go BAD on a batch man, I ain't playin!!

Knock a broad without even liftin a hand

Ain't even gotta touch her - mind games mayne!

Brain fuck her - I ain't lyin heyy!

Never been a bitch made motherfucker just a professional sucka ducker

I'm one nigga-rish motherfucker cars houses and diamond clusters

Fucks with hustlers, not no busters allowed around us

No saps, suckers, snitches bitches or punk tattlers

Young nigga havin thangs (havin thangs)

Fancy cars and rangs

This hustler 'bout his change

Nigga really out here doin it (doin it)

Claimin hella fame (hella fame)

E'rybody know my name (they know my name)

I'm deep off in this game

Wherever money at I get to it - what'chu livin?

In the fast lane, in the fast lane

Uhhh! Wakin up with greenbacks on yo' mind is a good thang

My name ringin like a high school bell, like a church chimes

This ain't Chamillion', but go get a glass of wine

Listen to me preach my rhyme, sit back and recline

I'm too real to be unreal, too truthful to be fake

Daddy and momma went they separate ways when I was 8

But it made me great - mo' stronger and God willing

A few years later, I'm worth a few million

Top billin, killin 'em with my independent grit

Got rid of my digital scale and started makin hits!

Flippin all kinda whips, Benzes, Cutlass and Lexuses

Me and The Click at St. Charles, God was blessing us

Successfulness, all praises due to Allah

Jesus, Jehovah, the most highest almighty God

Reverend Thurman and Mother Thurman I miss you much

I know you up in heaven watchin over us

Give back and help people that's what they taught me to do

Can't save the world, but I can help save a few

People talked behind my back, laughed and smiled all in my face

Said my voice was too squeaky and my style was a disgrace

Now I'm hittin, they ain't! Laughin all the way to the bank

Makin deposits and promotin my own drank

Walkin with my nose in the air, like my shit don't stank

Came in the game blindfolded, stressin, guessin, walkin the plank

In the fast lane!!