Proof, Dogmatic - Nowhere Fast lyrics

Ayo yo, you recording me?
You got me with?– aight, listen here
It's Promatic salam Wreck, Murder Man
You can bet yo' ass it's gonna
Be on the Promatic album
We're gonna put our heart out here for y'all
You know what I'm sayin'?
See how this game beat us, man
It's that serious shit
(We gonna make it sound fresh, huh?)
Now, listen to me

I been doin' this shit so long
The game is sayin' "So long"
I'm tryin' to prolong and hold on (Hold on)
And grow strong, and Nasaan, Nyeem, Kativa
And Shaun
Some don't long, you don't know me, homie
Roll on you don't know this game owe me
But won't get credit
I feel lonely, pathetic
If only I'd let it get to me
I'm history no gimmick, this is me
I never go to clubs to fight
But I fight at clubs
Wrong than a motherfucker
Homies say I'm right as fuck
With the might I thug, with the Midas touch
Slap the butts of the sluts
'cause they fine as fuck
My mind is stuck–yo, I think I rhyme DeShaun
Collect dough and kick it with flows
When I really love to travel
With Promatic, my niggas who visit with flows
Me and Stuckey share the same dream
Trick Trick the same
And Royce, he got beef stuck in his brain
My family, one thing to tell ya
Sicknotes, 'Matic, and D12
Y'all only hurt me with failure i tell ya

I ain't goin' nowhere fast
(They don't believe in me)
Only tryin' to get this cash
(Why there's weed in me)
Everybody doubt my dreams (Treat me so wrong)
Think I'm only out for cream
(So fuck all y'all)
I ain't goin' nowhere fast
(They don't believe in me)
Only tryin' to get this cash
(Why there's weed in me)
Everybody doubt my dreams (Treat me so wrong)
Think I'm only out for cream
(So fuck all y'all)

Yo, do you, dog, and I'ma do me, dog
'Matic's the name, I'm hangin'
Rappers from trees, y'all
Kevin and Proof is through
With just makin' excuses
We'll beat you profusely with what I
Write in my loose leaf
Don't try to confuse me by sayin' I'm not hot
You got nothin' to do with me
So stay off my jock
More potent than smokin' rocks, it's me
Kevin Bailey
Since seventh grade I been crazy
But I never been lazy
I stay in the lab with Pep, Went, and DeShaun
Yeah, breakin' yo' ass Salam
Wreckin' yo' moms
I'ma stay on, 'cause this game just prays on
Young rappers that don't know this
Shit don't stay long

It's the game, baby but, you know, it's like
You gotta be in it to win it, baby
And we all the way in it
Promatic for life, nigga
Sicknotes, DOG, baby
Get it crackin', Promatic

I ain't goin' nowhere fast
(They don't believe in me)
Only tryin' to get this cash
(Why there's weed in me)
Everybody doubt my dreams (Treat me so wrong)
Think I'm only out for cream
(So fuck all y'all)
I ain't goin' nowhere fast
(They don't believe in me)
Only tryin' to get this cash
(Why there's weed in me)
Everybody doubt my dreams (Treat me so wrong)
Think I'm only out for cream
(So fuck all y'all)