Текст песни Fast Life - Lil Goofy

Shouts out all my niggas on the third floor getting it in, you
Feel me? CEO Ran, my nigga Chally Wally, you feel me? Frank Frank
You feel me? My motherfucking nigga Lil Goofy, man. Blood, what's
Happening nigga? You know what's happening nigga. My nigga Boasty
3X, man. It's good, nigga. Philthy motherfucking Rich, nigga
The Come Up mixtape, nigga. Lil Goofy, man, holla at these niggas

Livin' in the fast life, sippin' on lean (Lean)
Mouth full of rocks, can't stay up (Can't stay up)
Niggas started hating, so we got 'emself a thang (Yeah)
Get loose, trigger happy, baby, welcome to the game (To the game)
Livin' in the fast life, sippin' on lean (Lean)
Mouth full of rocks, can't stay up (Can't stay up)
Niggas started hating, so we got 'emself a thang (What?)
Get loose, trigger happy, baby, welcome to the game (To the game)

I'm in love with the streets, they taught me well
One of the main things I learned is you bet not tell (Don't snitch)
They say snitches is snitches, but I'm puttin' 'em in caskets (What?)
Fuck with my BG, I'ma murder one of you bastards (What?)
Sam Dice Gang, backdoorin' the nine
Then I hit my nigga Park Rock, let me split his forty-five
I'm on a money-making mission and I'm beating they ass (Yeah)
And I fuck my bitch right like every time I last (I just blast)
'Cause you niggas is funny
I got game out my ass, bitch, 'fore you give me your money
See, the streets taught me right, taught me get it how I live
And I'm living kinda rough, so I'm on some Smurfing shit
But let me tell you 'bout it, 'cause it ain't really all bad
It's the suckers out here tryna put real niggas out
Free Sir Pat, I'm tryna catch my lean (Sir)
Got a Buick to the neck and a mouth full of cream
What I know?

Livin' in the fast life, sippin' on lean (Lean)
Mouth full of rocks, can't stay up (Can't stay up)
Niggas started hating, so we got 'emself a thang (Yeah)
Get loose, trigger happy, baby, welcome to the game (To the game)
Livin' in the fast life, sippin' on lean (Lean)
Mouth full of rocks, can't stay up (Can't stay up)
Niggas started hating, so we got 'emself a thang (What?)
Get loose, trigger happy, baby, welcome to the game (To the game)

I got word to the game, I ain't the one to blame (No)
But the suckers steady hating, so I had to cop a thang (Copped it)
And ever since I copped a thang, I always had it with me
You don't hear me, but you hear me, you don't feel me, but you feel me
See, a nigga like me got a cousin named AR (What?)
And AR got a toolie that'll push your face off (Blatt)
We don't shoot, we don't miss, we aim and forget
Knock a nigga head back and leave his body where it's at
'Bout bread, that's all what's in my head
Got a mouth full of rocks, steady ducking the feds
But this nigga tryna make it, but the suckers steady hating
Mob shit, got your girl cooking me eggs, grits, and bacon
She take it, I make it, her motto, I'm on Pablo
Got two doors, got big doors, told 'em both what they hittin' for
Nigga fast money, baby, this nigga trust
She got her heels on high and her bra pushed up
So what you know about it?

Livin' in the fast life, sippin' on lean (Lean)
Mouth full of rocks, can't stay up (Can't stay up)
Niggas started hating, so we got 'emself a thang (Yeah)
Get loose, trigger happy, baby, welcome to the game (To the game)
Livin' in the fast life, sippin' on lean (Lean)
Mouth full of rocks, can't stay up (Can't stay up)
Niggas started hating, so we got 'emself a thang (What?)
Get loose, trigger happy, baby, welcome to the game (To the game)

I'm a young nigga in the fast lane, moving mean (Move)
If she ain't cashing out, I don't need her on my team
I be codeine leaning (Yeah), promethazine dreaming (Sir)
Got cream like a bitch, so the narcs stay fiending (Fiend)
I'm really out trapping (Trap), you niggas just rapping (Ayy)
It's too real out here for niggas to be acting (Ayy)
I fuck with Philthy Rich, LiveWire for hire
He got the streets on lock, I got the block on fire
And it's always on fire, never on safety
Got game out the ass, never let a bitch play me
I'm a project kid, for better or worse (Yeah, ayy)
A nigga could be broke and still steal a bitch purse, aight
Nigga, you don't want the problems
I ride with the llama, I slide with the llama (Slide)
You don't want the drama, baby Osama
'Cause Rock is like Obama, I bang Blood-
Blood, and I put that on my mama

Livin' in the fast life, sippin' on lean (Lean)
Mouth full of rocks, can't stay up (Can't stay up)
Niggas started hating, so we got 'emself a thang (Yeah)
Get loose, trigger happy, baby, welcome to the game (To the game)
Livin' in the fast life, sippin' on lean (Lean)
Mouth full of rocks, can't stay up (Can't stay up)
Niggas started hating, so we got 'emself a thang (What?)
Get loose, trigger happy, baby, welcome to the game (To the game)

You are now tuned into the west coast street
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