Fast Lane Lyrics

This can go two ways

I can talk money and violence

Or I can talk bout deep seeded issues

That bone chilling shit that makes your sweat glands lubricant your tissues

I'm speeding off

Dark lane

Noise by the one-eighty degree but I can't slow down and peep the rear view

It's gonna hold me back

And I'm not going back hood tale blues

Cuz the darkness in my ends is steady looking for a meal

That bitch don't spit just chew

Just devours

Slow me down

Bro I'd be a fool if I let you

God isn't slowing down the hours

I still wanna help you

But if you can't do it for yourself then I don't know what imma tell you

Everybody wanna drive the fast lane

But see that fast lane is just like the crash of a plane

You either die or you don't

And if you don't you gotta live with the scars and the pain

Your brain gotta firm the fact you could've die in vain

Cuz in retrospect you didn't need to be on the plane

Is the money really worth being stuck in a box

You can't do nothing else except fight the clock

Send a prayer to the boys on my block

Cuz, That's the 4 and the 9 zone

Even if you don't know my name

And I don't know yours

Bro I pray you make it out in the end

Cuz my friend didn't

Moment of silence now it's back to the tune

They gave my nigga twenty-one man he's locked in a room

The feelings bittersweet

Cuz on my life that could be me if I ain't listen to you

So on my honour as a man Gideon I won't forget you

This life ain't nothing more than a snake with his tail in his mouth

I say snake cuz that's how niggas going out

You gotta cut through the belly of the beast to make it out

I'm steady tryna find a different route

But Issa a cycle

I started off licking clothes with my friend

Ended up swiping cards and hiding them in bibles

I could take off the heads of my rivals

But as I said my nigga Issa cycle

If I hit a head

Then My soul would be a target

And if a marksman hits with bull's eye aim

My friends might cry

And my friends might ride

But eventually they'll charge it

This shit here's a process

Even if it's slow there'll still be progress

Cuz to regress is to die

It's the death of what you could have been

Just to the keep past alive

But what's gone is gone

You gotta leave it and survive Bro, you gotta thrive with time

This here is as sweet as a mix between Lemon and Lime

Would've thought I talking bout 7up

I was 7up

Now I'm 6 down

Click pow

Now there's 7 down

Violate i'm calling up my guys from the litty town

Mama always said control your anger

And In my head I'd ask her how

Cuz I was scared

Heart slowly growing cold

Only my notes and my pencils know

Only Ace-O and bottom bitch know

In the end I had to let my bitch go

You know how the game go

When you come from the snow

Aye