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sandre – too fast lyrics

[hook]:
head up in the sky goin too fast
always hearin’ lies where the truth at?
i’m just tryna find what my use is
feel like imma die with the music
i’m just tryna dream but im lucid
i just a popped a bean feelin stupid
ballin’ with my team we got fluids
feel like imma scream only human
head up in the sky goin too fast
always hearin’ lies where the truth at?
i’m just tryna find what my use is
feel like imma die with the music
i’m just tryna dream but im lucid
i just a popped a bean feelin stupid
ballin’ with my team we got fluids
feel like imma scream only human

[verse 1]:
i just popped a bean feelin stupid
caught up in a dream but im clueless
f-ckin with the team you get wounded
balenciaga jeans you a doofus
tryna bring the peace like a buddhist
turned into a beast bet you knew this
light in every path opportunist
tryna see my future through the blue mist
b-tches gettin mad cuz they too p-ssed
can’t say im the best gotta prove it
never gonna rest gon’ pursue it
talent from the west gotta use it
diamonds on my chest dont approve it
money gonna invest gon’ be movin
i be gettin blessed by the movement
dress to impress never losin’

all i wanna do is stack that dough
i be getting texts like tic tac toe
hoppin’ on a flight down to mexico
lightin’ up a joint then perform my show
bad b-tch in the back she be doin all the blow
catholic fake facts she be f-ckin on the phone
plastic fake -ss she be schemin’ on the road
traffic smoke gr-ss sh-t be gettin really slow
henny in my cup sh-t gettin strong
poppin up a bean gonna k!ll my jaw
prayin’ in the club they gon’ play my song
tryna get a sense of right and wrong

b-tches better know its my turn
think you better listen and you might learn
think i need a spark, get a lighter
think i feel a spark imma pipe her

[verse 2]:
got a new phone b-tch who dis?
got a new home big unit
pickin’ up the bag gotta move it
sittin’ on the throne as the new king
tryna get the money for a long time
gettin’ to the top is a long climb
didn’t hit it once, hit it four times
imma make her sing like a door chime

think i got a habit
only cuz i really feel the static
gucci on my jacket
ain’t no other way that i would have it
livin’ upper bracket
ain’t n-body step into my cabin
dont know what just happened
big wings know they really flappin’

hands up, don’t panic
just pop a few of these xanax
bands up, that’s tragic
my bands are f-ckin’ gigantic
times up, you’re vanished
you disappear just like magic
patched up, in a cabin
my jet will fly the atlantic

one time for the b-tch in the back
long time stackin’ bills in the bank
front line enemies tryna flank
show-time with my drink and my dank
i got no time, grinding like a tank, yeah
b-tches throat tight, fighting for a chance, yeah
it’s a low tide, fighting for this cash, yeah
rich in no time, climbing through the ranks, yeah

- sandre lyrics

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