Текст песни That Mode/Fast Life - Favour Abel

Yea
Oh
I remember them days, when we was down bad
Knew I was gon blow, drop a bomb like Baghdad
I'm an anti-hero, feel just like I'm Mad Max
I'm a black sheep, yea I been an outcast
Turn up, yea I'm in my zone
Yea these niggas, tryna be my clone
Trap these niggas, like home alone
I'm on a journey, to heal my soul
All the hating, we let it go
That boy having a episode
We live fast, like Indians Jones

All these racks, I had to run it up
Vacuum these packs, yea we had to seal it up
Yea this the fast life, we don't give a fuck
We just gon run up that shit, till we counting up
Me and my niggas, yea we got a code
Finna turn up, yea I got in that mode
I'm focused on the journey, ain't worried bout the road
I got high fashion, like I was on Vogue
Wearing all black, yea that's my tone
When you talk to me please watch your tone
I swear all these hoes, they tryna get chose
We taking this show, yea straight to the road
Yea the cameras are here, please strike a pose

I remember that boy yea he told
Pussy nigga, why you tryna get close?
They said "Favour he deserves a toast"
I'm going viral, like I was a host
These niggas cappin', yea they sugarcoat
I tell the truth, like I swore an oath
All these lame-ass niggas do, is boast
I swear these niggas they lame, yea they lost
Money yea, it solves all my problems
Remember the days, when we started from the bottom
Tryna focus, tryna live life with balance
It's a new day, every day comes with a challenge
I use my gifts, yea my God-given talent
I'm all about green, like I'm tossing salad
Why these niggas never wanna be solid?
I swear they do anything just for a dolla
It's not his fault,
Karma dealing cards, and it just called your bluff
It's not his fault, that he has bad luck
Yea me and bros, we still gon' run it up

All these racks, I had to run it up
Vacuum these packs, yea we had to seal it up
Yea this the fast life, we don't give a fuck
We just gon run up that shit, till we counting up
Me and my niggas, yea we got a code
Finna turn up, yea I got in that mode
I'm focused on the journey, ain't worried bout the road
I got high fashion, like I was on Vogue
Wearing all black, yea that's my tone
When you talk to me please watch your tone
I swear all these hoes, they tryna get chose
We taking this show, yea straight to the road
Yea the cameras are here, please strike a pose

Swear that boy ass, he gon' get beat
I'm running, right straight to the bag
Get back to the base
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