Fast Life

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Don't give a fuck about my past life (Nah)
Don't even care what happened last night (I don't care)
I'm so addicted to this trap life (Yeah)
Fuck your feelings, I'm just tryna get this bag right (Slow down)
I can't, I live the fast life (Slow down)
I can't, I live the fast life (Slow down)
I can't, I live the fast life
Fuck your feelings, I'm just tryna get this bag right (Huh)

All these niggas lookin' lost, illin' (Lost)
'Cause all of a sudden Nino man a boss, winnin' (Boss, yup)
They thought the game was over, this the fourth innin' (Fourth)
Fuck out my V.I.P., we need some more women (More, clown)

Tryna stay away from these dizzy niggas (Word)
People callin', I'm missin' it, I'm a busy nigga (Busy)
I got a name out the country, you in the city bitter (Yeah)
'Cause you known to get shitted on, you like kitty litter (Ahh)
I'm hungry like my shit on the gate (I am)
When they was out here eatin', they
Ain't give me a plate (They didn't)
They was givin' out pounds and ain't slip me a eighth

Talk behind my back but never say
The shit to my face (Sound statement)
That's a bitch move, so bitch, move (Move)
This my show, we clap shit, don't get booed (Booed)
All these bubblegum rappers ready to get chewed (Yup)
You told your niggas we hate them, nigga, it's just you (Ha)

Don't give a fuck about my past life (Nah)
Don't even care what happened last night (I don't care)
I'm so addicted to this trap life (Yeah)
Fuck your feelings, I'm just tryna get this bag right (Slow down)
I can't, I live the fast life (Slow down)
I can't, I live the fast life (Slow down)
I can't, I live the fast life
Fuck your feelings, I'm just tryna get this bag right (Huh)

Fuck these feelings, yeah

I ain't sleep in a couple years (Uh-uh)
Life's a bitch, live it fast, fuck a well, get the bag (Hahahaha)
Only go to court if you must appear (Only)
Two lawyers suited up, told the chauffeur
"Get the Jag'" (Get the Jag')
Used to hit the Ave with a spliff of hash

I ain't gettin' cash, I'ma get the mask, I ain't
Got shit to ask (I ain't got nothin' to ask)
Fast life, the speedometer broke
I'm from the hallway where everybody monitor's coke (You know?)
I'm from a foul hood, probably throw a nine at the Pope (B-laow)
For some European designer shit, line or a boat (Oof)
The plug drop 'em out the air, ninety-nine of a float (Brrt)

Speakin' of hundreds, yeah, I paid ninety-nine for the coat (Hahahaha)
Ten racks for some shit on my back (You see me?)
But if my nigga feel cold then I ain't got shit on my back (My word)
Fast life, yeah, I live it, nigga, get on the track (Come on)
I know any bag I blow, yeah, I'm gettin' it back, Ghost

Don't give a fuck about my past life (Nah)
Don't even care what happened last night (I don't care)
I'm so addicted to this trap life (Yeah)
Fuck your feelings, I'm just tryna get this bag right (Slow down)
I can't, I live the fast life (Slow down)
I can't, I live the fast life (Slow down)
I can't, I live the fast life
Fuck your feelings, I'm just tryna get this bag right (Huh)