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4kmicheal - fast lane lyrics

[verse 1]
from the north side of the east district
i’m comin’ live, i’m at the spot i love when the fiends visit
i seen a lot but i don’t speak on it
yeah that’s my mans and we go back but i can’t speak on it
i like my drugs served wit freaks on it
i ain’t tryina’ get high unless i end my night asleep
in it
this life it hurt me in the worst way
i rather be dead i cannot lie that’s on my worst days

[chorus]
comin’ from the fast lane
runnin’ up a bag babe
runnin’ up this racks te
stackin’ off this thrax ye
comin’ from the fast lane
runnin’ up a bag babe
runnin’ up this racks ye
stackin’ off this thrax ye

[verse 2 (butch dawson)]
i be in the fast lane
turning up m-ssachusetts like a pats game
spent five hundred on this b-tch don’t know her last name
when i leave she throw a fit this b-tch love to complain
louis v umbrella it ain’t gotta rain
covered up in gold just like shabba ranks
if your girl on me i wonder what her momma think
penetrate that p-ssy like i’m in the paint

chain full of boulders
do it for the culture
glock with a holster
this guap look like a ogre
got a parrot on my shoulder
watch for the vaulters
everything is loaded
can’t see me when i roll in

[chorus 2]
comin’ from the fast lane
runnin’ up a bag babe
runnin’ up this racks ye
stackin’ off this thrax ye
comin’ from the fast lane
runnin’ up a bag babe
runnin’ up this racks ye
stackin’ off this thrax ye

- 4kmicheal lyrics

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