Lyrics Fast Lane - DAP The Contract , Garey Godson

Sure you know a nigga leaving in the fast lane
Dem doors closed so I did it by myself
Yea yea yea

Run it up
Man a play no games about me paper
Tell your man dem dey don't want no mad confusion
Dem dey hear
Yea yea yea
Tell a man dem better run it up run it up
Tell your man dem dey don't want no mad confusion
Dem dey hear
Yea yea yea

Nah they don't want smoke
They don't want beef
They know I'd diе for this ain't no tease
This ain't no threat, nah this ain't sweet
Thеse boys arre weak, SWV
See how I done run it up, run it up
Please, I stay in my zone, ain't no IV
I don't know the dawgs, burn ya CV
See I know the laws, I'm off the JDs
Word to my dawgs word to SV
No time for no haters
I'm on tours, I don't need no papers
Well of course, it's signed sealed delivered
Baby it's yours
Me I don dey, ah, nah by force?
Find your way, you don lost?
I don land, I don buss

Big man ting I don't like these boys
Ain't got no direction them boys decoys
No back and forth I don't like see-saws
I just speed through
Tell me what they stopping for
I spin on these boards like d boys
When I touch down they wanna record
Say they seen me, I don't know what he saw
Man I'm gone

Sure you know a nigga leaving in the fast lane
Dem doors closed so I did it by self
Yea yea yea

Run it up
Man a play no games about me paper
Tell your man dem dey don't want no mad confusion
Dem dey hear
Yea yea yea
Tell a man dem better run it up run it up
Tell your man dem dey don't want no mad confusion
Dem dey hear