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soulup (rapper) - fastlanes lyrics

[chorus: soul]
ay why you gotta ride with me
i’m like t pain
i got all these bars, you see oh
i’m in the fast lane doing wheelies
i got this back pain
from the ops that i carry oh
and they all biting
they fiends
and i can’t stay awake
i need a frappuccino
i’m imagining sh+t
like a kia boat
i’m on a roll
by the way that you see me oh

{verse 1: soul]
i been put all of the names on the list
and we driving to your crib
yeah we driving watch out b+tch, uh
i’m evil like sinister six
tjay and polo
that duo really hits uh
i’m sick of all these rappers
you’ll get hit
cause you ain’t in a gang talking be bout you grinch uh
i ain’t got a mustang
but i already know that your b+tch probably stank uh
and exactly like that, your life’s out you cat
hope you had a good meal, hope you ate a rat
your lifе is so sad
your girl got smashed from the back
i’m a badass in thesе fast lanes
hope you understand that
[chorus: soul]
ay why you gotta ride with me
i’m like t pain
i got all these bars, you see oh
i’m in the fast lane doing wheelies
i got this back pain
from the ops that i carry oh
and they all biting
they fiends
and i can’t stay awake
i need a frappuccino
i’m imagining sh+t
like a kia boat
i’m on a roll
by the way that you see me oh

[verse 2: the svr]
fastlanes square around with the drift
just like december you ain’t a special gift
have a long road from all distance
through the career it’s like everything will be existence
what i see is visuality and what i hearing is auditory
what i smell is offactory and what i taste is gustatory
pretend to be cool it ain’t no time to represent the crime
over the past that you had to achieve it gotta be my prime
this is hip hop everything it will not be rip off
reckon got me thinking what’s the time to kick things off
come into the place and i’mma split your chest open
might you take a blunt to the face like seth rogen
iced on cubes watching all the fake news
what’s wrong with the walk with your brake shoes
take it to the workout, survey crews
for the beef that you don’t want to talk about it don’t make these fools
[chorus: soul]
ay why you gotta ride with me
i’m like t pain
i got all these bars, you see oh
i’m in the fast lane doing wheelies
i got this back pain
from the ops that i carry oh
and they all biting
they fiends
and i can’t stay awake
i need a frappuccino
i’m imagining sh+t
like a kia boat
i’m on a roll
by the way that you see me oh

[verse 3: lil kid zay]
well here we go again going in the f+cking fast lane
oh sh+t welp here comes the f+cking last train
we were here on the december snow
so come and shoot the mother f+cking show
the drift from fast is different from the past
wanna f+cking fast lane
trying get me on the f+cking high way
but i can’t get no where
trying trying f+cking stop
just trying to get drifting
but i can’t even see that sh+t anywhere
times just f+cking up anywhere
i can’t drift like han never did
but you never said
we not just friends we just straight up f+cking family
b+tch yeah listen you swear to god
they are not just our life sh+t
[chorus: soul]
ay why you gotta ride with me
i’m like t pain
i got all these bars, you see oh
i’m in the fast lane doing wheelies
i got this back pain
from the ops that i carry oh
and they all biting
they fiends
and i can’t stay awake
i need a frappuccino
i’m imagining sh+t
like a kia boat
i’m on a roll
by the way that you see me oh

[verse 4: mc ridin]
painting pictures i make perfect pictures to get richer
ain‘t no loopey you‘re my f+cking homie coming
from the courtroom as f+cking tromey
i keep my hand on the gun cause i‘m on the run
now i‘m back in the courtroom waiting for the outcome
the money is all on they minds but at the same time they tryna take mine
now follow as we ride motherf+ckers we are the best from the westside
we can make you famous they people been dying for years so how can they blame us

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