Fast Lane

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night
In a cold sweat wonderin' why the game ain't got me right
I'm addicted to the fast life
Watchin' all my niggas dyin'
I'm addicted to the fast life, oh why
Sometimes I sit up in my Lex coupe
Countin' all my money with a punk rock bitch, just gettin' high
I'm addicted to the fast life
Watchin' all my niggas dyin'
I'm addicted to the fast life, oh why

State trappers, yeah, the boy on Pope mode
Fortune by the buckets, but they sayin' what the voice told
So, nigga, how's do the brown? Hell no
I'm countin' money cubes, smokin' with a ho
Bass and good trees keep me on the lurk
On the look for the hood thieves, I be's on the chirp
With the four-fifth kick, put your knees in the dirt
I don't worry 'bout the loot, that's a given that I'll lurk
If you ain't with the action, pimpin', your business is in the church
Or you could be scared straight and hidden up under skirts
But be smarter with the people with three letters on they shirt
I'm addicted to this livin', I was born to this earth
This a world of its own, I was chose for this girth
Now from 3-6 to 16s, I bleed for my worth
I ain't stoppin' for a fed or a politician with nerve
I'ma see mine through sellin' past y'all, superb

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night
In a cold sweat wonderin' why the game ain't got me right
I'm addicted to the fast life
Watchin' all my niggas dyin'
I'm addicted to the fast life, oh why
Sometimes I sit up in my Lex coupe
Countin' all my money with a punk rock bitch, just gettin' high
I'm addicted to the fast life
Watchin' all my niggas dyin'
I'm addicted to the fast life, oh why

I'ma ask myself why like Jada
But I'm addicted to the fast lane, cars, bad bitches, and paper
I don't move if the shit ain't major
Eyes open for the blitz, JaMarcus Russell, quarterbackin' the Raiders
Got a squad full of pirates, all drink like we Irish
Ain't no leader, all tyrants, all we fear is the sirens
My attitude is defiant, broad tellin' me to take it easy
Bitch, ain't no vacations, what I look like, Young Jeezy?
Don't you see the streets need me? Keep the 'conomy good
We like the black Wall Street of the hood
If we don't move, then the streets don't grub
Nigga gotta get it now or it's back to sellin' tires for bub
And I ain't with the small money, dummy
Go invest in a company, some real
Estate, y'all can't take that from me
Real hood nigga shit, go to class, you from bummy
Can't never be mad at my stomach for bein' hungry, man

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night
In a cold sweat wonderin' why the game ain't got me right
I'm addicted to the fast life
Watchin' all my niggas dyin'
I'm addicted to the fast life, oh why
Sometimes I sit up in my Lex coupe
Countin' all my money with a punk rock bitch, just gettin' high
I'm addicted to the fast life
Watchin' all my niggas dyin'
I'm addicted to the fast life, oh why

Fuckin' with a thousand grams
Somewhere off in Cincinnati with a thousand grams
Pushin' O's like a PlayStation
Got a nigga in this county orange in a fucked up situation
It ain't no weights, niggas buffin' with water in bags
Sprayed with Ramen, the shit they feed a nigga is trash
COs never pass out mail
I'm on a goose back and forth to court, caged up like Chuck Liddell
Pushin' a hard line for phone time
Only two phones work and it's politics on both lines
They won't let me go, I ain't seen the sun in weeks
Send me some pictures, love, I ain't seen my son in weeks
What they say I'm facin', the homie send me naked flicks
Of white chicks with more orange hairs than Clay Aiken
Coonin' on these niggas, they label me a timer
They wanna give me life 'cause they know that I'm a grinder

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night
In a cold sweat wonderin' why the game ain't got me right
I'm addicted to the fast life
Watchin' all my niggas dyin'
I'm addicted to the fast life, oh why
Sometimes I sit up in my Lex coupe
Countin' all my money with a punk rock bitch, just gettin' high
I'm addicted to the fast life
Watchin' all my niggas dyin'
I'm addicted to the fast life, oh why