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letra de fast lane - trxppy almighty

“left the bs in the past
on to new things
b-tch i’ racing like a jag
in that fast lane
life ain’t fair this sh-t be crazy
ain’t no f-cking game
get so high just like a zombie
tryna numb the pain

i’m just trying to chase that sack
i couldn’t care for fame
when you get up in your bag
remember where you came
all these n-ggas act like monkeys
they just want a name
never followed i’m a leader
alpha of my gang
you will get changed
like some villains thirsty for a stain
f-ck your feelings
you don’t care about my pain
them long nights no sunny days
i made it out the rain
almost lost my f-cking mind
i still don’t think i’m sane
it hurt my brain
b-tches folded i remained the same
n-ggas switch up got to watch them
because they ass be plotting
if we spot him he a target
best believe we got em
if i feel like he a threat
then we gone drop him
left the bs in the past
on to new things
b-tch i’ racing like a jag
in that fast lane
life ain’t fair this sh-t be crazy
ain’t no f-cking game
get so high just like a zombie
tryna numb the pain

smoking bummers to the face
stuffing the wood like it’s thanksgiving
my n-ggas really about drilling
so high i’m touching the ceiling
told my b-tch i don’t even got no feelings
that lean it was helping my healing
we cannot vibe at all
popping these xans i’m gone
shooting these cans
you would think we steph and klay
but i ain’t talking basketball
i like my money real tall
no time for love
because i’m married to money
i just want it all
i’m here when you call dependent on me
my future is bright you could see
was looking at lean while i pee
the east side what happened to me
we really be out in these streets
left the bs in the past
on to new things
b-tch i’ racing like a jag
in that fast lane
life ain’t fair this sh-t be crazy
ain’t no f-cking game
get so high just like a zombie
tryna numb the pain

i pray to god my soul to keep
down on my knees before i sleep
in that p-ssy i’m gone stroke it
she gone be sore for a week
i got the b-tch geeked
where you want to meet
we could pull up
know we got heat
boy don’t get bucked
nina gone f-ck
trigger gone bust
that b-tch gone blow in your face just like some dust
i be disgust
these b-tches so trifling
easy to f-ck
we only one nighting
then i’m gone reach for my lighter
that b-tch is real freaky a biter
her boyfriend so broke i might buy her
take down your plug then retire
i might f-ck twice if i like her
old sh-t your drip has expired
just got some new sh-t
flexing so stupid
didn’t mean to do it
she bussing i knew it
smoking gelato we cool it and bool it “

- trxppy almighty

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