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tle cinco - fastlane lyrics

[chorus]
fail at living life, yeah
i’m tryna’ take credit
folks on my cash bad
hit it first i can’t back track
i ran up them racks fast
run on my last loud
don’t believe them ’cause that’s cow
i can only be real and that’s how
loud, i can’t fall off
got chains put all my dogs on
yeah, i can’t ball hoe
and i might drop ten on all y’all
and i come straight from a war zone
what time i’m puttin’ my gloves on
lil’ pain and i can’t deny it
try and take mine and i’ll go start a riot, yeah

[verse 1]
they say [?]
wherever i’m at i’m the highest, yeah
i ain’t been broke in a minute and i don’t plan on stopping
swear to god i’m on a mission
i was six years old watchin’ grandad in the kitchen
and i had to find a hustle i ain’t get sh#t for christmas
and them lame n#ggas talkin’ washed up like some dishes
i been fienin’ for the cash, i ain’t gonna get to itchin’, yeah
i’m tryna’ beat all my cases
and i ain’t fooled by the smile on they faces
only good vibe, got the hate like the matrix
my problem, couldn’t face it
i knew i went basic
sent my kids gucci like [?]
whole team buy like the patri
and i’ma keep buying ’till they take me
when they shoot better make it
make me f#ck, n#ggas hate me, yeah

[verse 2]
tryna’ take hit after hit#hit
gotta’ make my shot can’t miss it
these n#ggas buy the most rich sh#t
if a n#gga play comin’ straight off the hit#list
all in they feelings got these b#tches throwin’ misfit
[?] what i got i took a big risk
walk down make a n#gga give the glock a big kiss
can i charge these hoes, when i f#ck she gettin’ business
go smoke like cancer
prayin’ that we slide with manners
club hang like a banner
get [?] like bama
might do a hit in the porche truck
we make so much no one can deny us
more high tech pour more cups
i’m a big dog real king lil n#gga

[verse 3]
know i came straight from the war zone
wake up in the morning put my drawers on
and i thank god ’cause i’m blessed to see
i think you’ll find me a better way
i ain’t thinking ’bout tomorrow or yesterday
fire in my eyes no pepper spray
keep my eyes in the front like the letter j
yeah, so baby i’m goin’ to the money
now it go [?]
i’m the last laugh but i just keep runnin’
fifty guys out but they just keep comin’
[?] guess i’m nastolgic
b#tch i’m like [?], i am a problem
got the [?] wrapped up like it’s a [?]
[?]

- tle cinco lyrics

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