Tony Shhnow - Live Fast lyrics
[Tony Shhnow - Live Fast lyrics]
(Captain Crunch present)
(Dj Yung Rel, you know how we get it)
(Chapo)
Yeah yall know what the fuck popping man
This 21 Savage
Dj Yung Rel wake these pussy niggas up 21
Fast money, fast hoes, fast cars
(Major out here, fuck nigga)
I don't smoke nothing but exotic gas
I don't wanna link up, my bitches they bad
I'm pouring slow but I love to live fast
(Hoodrich bitch)
You get in your feelings, I get in my bag
I keep this shit on me, get burnt like a rash
You hop out your lane
When we see you we crash
Drive foreign, go slow
But I love to live fast
In this life don't get no breaks
So everyday I do the dash
Stop complaining, get on your feet
Put in some work, get off your ass
You don't wanna know the truth, that's us
No you don't have to ask
Counting slow, pouring slow, drive slow
But I live fast
Everyday a nigga hate on me
What I'm posed'
To go do, I love this life
I can't look back
Too many niggas worried about another nigga
I'm just focused on this bag
I put no trust in
These people weren't looking
They eyeing so you know that they seeing
Staying one hunnid', turn odds to a even
We blessing the streets but my
Main hoe a demon i preach to the people but
I ain't the deacon
I was just busy, can't on booking
At the trap house
Got the whole block cooking
We live fast, we don't give a shit
We took it
I don't smoke nothing but exotic gas
I don't wanna link up, my bitches they bad
I'm pouring slow but I love to live fast
You get in your feelings, I get in my bag
I keep this shit on me, get burnt like a rash
You hop out your lane
When we see you we crash
Drive foreign, go slow
But I love to live fast
In this life don't get no breaks
So everyday I do the dash
Stop complaining, get on your feet
Put in some work, get off your ass
You don't wanna know the truth, that's us
No you don't have to ask
Counting slow, pouring slow, drive slow
But I live fast
(Dj Yung Rel, you know how we get it)
(Chapo)
Yeah yall know what the fuck popping man
This 21 Savage
Dj Yung Rel wake these pussy niggas up 21
Fast money, fast hoes, fast cars
(Major out here, fuck nigga)
I don't smoke nothing but exotic gas
I don't wanna link up, my bitches they bad
I'm pouring slow but I love to live fast
(Hoodrich bitch)
You get in your feelings, I get in my bag
I keep this shit on me, get burnt like a rash
You hop out your lane
When we see you we crash
Drive foreign, go slow
But I love to live fast
In this life don't get no breaks
So everyday I do the dash
Stop complaining, get on your feet
Put in some work, get off your ass
You don't wanna know the truth, that's us
No you don't have to ask
Counting slow, pouring slow, drive slow
But I live fast
Everyday a nigga hate on me
What I'm posed'
To go do, I love this life
I can't look back
Too many niggas worried about another nigga
I'm just focused on this bag
I put no trust in
These people weren't looking
They eyeing so you know that they seeing
Staying one hunnid', turn odds to a even
We blessing the streets but my
Main hoe a demon i preach to the people but
I ain't the deacon
I was just busy, can't on booking
At the trap house
Got the whole block cooking
We live fast, we don't give a shit
We took it
I don't smoke nothing but exotic gas
I don't wanna link up, my bitches they bad
I'm pouring slow but I love to live fast
You get in your feelings, I get in my bag
I keep this shit on me, get burnt like a rash
You hop out your lane
When we see you we crash
Drive foreign, go slow
But I love to live fast
In this life don't get no breaks
So everyday I do the dash
Stop complaining, get on your feet
Put in some work, get off your ass
You don't wanna know the truth, that's us
No you don't have to ask
Counting slow, pouring slow, drive slow
But I live fast