TopSongsTPS - Fast 2.0 lyrics
[TopSongsTPS - Fast 2.0 lyrics]
Dun dun dun dun dun
Well, I've been livin' fast, fast, fast
Fast feelin' really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
Better hurry up, and get in
Your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a flag, -ag, -ag, -ag
I know all these niggas
Gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger, I'm
'a die with respect, yeah
Fuckin' with my money, you'll
Get dealt like that, yeah
I took too many pills, count up the bills, uh
Molly in my cup, I can't tell you how I feel
Uh uh, last call uh uh, it's gnarly
Every day I be countin' up
Countin' up the blues
Gotta win sometimes, when you always lose
I get high as a bitch
Still the same dude I was back then
And now I'm lost and confused
I ain't see it coming
I ain't see it coming but it still came
I'm talking 'bout life, aye
(Talkin' 'bout life)
Well, I've been livin' fast, fast, fast
Fast feelin' really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
Better hurry up, and get in
Your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a flag, -ag, -ag, -ag
I know all these niggas
Gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger, I'm
'a die with respect, yeah
Fuckin' with my money, you'll
Get dealt like that, yeah
I go through so much, I'm 19 years old
It's been months since I've felt at home
But it's okay 'cause I'm rich
Psych! I'm still sad as a bitch
Right, I don't want nobody to
Think that I'm a asshole
I don't try to be mean on purpose, I promise
My momma taught me better than that
I'll be honest
I'll blame it on the drugs and
This life I'm involved in
I ain't see it coming (I ain't see it)
I ain't see it coming (I ain't see it)
But it still came (yeah, yeah, it still came)
I'm talking 'bout life, aye
(Talkin' 'bout life, yeah)
I've been livin' fast, fast, fast, fast
Feelin' really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
Better hurry up, and get in
Your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a flag, -ag, -ag, -ag
I know all these niggas
Gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger, I'm
'a die with respect, yeah
Fuckin' with my money, you'll
Get dealt like that, yeah
Elevate, elevate, elevate myself
Now I'm on the ground, on the ground
Haven't been myself
But it's OK, it's cool
Won't push the issue
What happens next? (a story to be continued)
Yeah
I've been livin' fast, fast, fast, fast
Feelin' really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
Better hurry up, and get in
Your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a flag, -ag, -ag, -ag
I know all these niggas
Gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger, I'm
'a die with respect, yeah
Fuckin' with my money, you'll
Get dealt like that, yeah
(This is fire, yeah, yo)
(This is fire)
Well, I've been livin' fast, fast, fast
Fast feelin' really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
Better hurry up, and get in
Your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a flag, -ag, -ag, -ag
I know all these niggas
Gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger, I'm
'a die with respect, yeah
Fuckin' with my money, you'll
Get dealt like that, yeah
I took too many pills, count up the bills, uh
Molly in my cup, I can't tell you how I feel
Uh uh, last call uh uh, it's gnarly
Every day I be countin' up
Countin' up the blues
Gotta win sometimes, when you always lose
I get high as a bitch
Still the same dude I was back then
And now I'm lost and confused
I ain't see it coming
I ain't see it coming but it still came
I'm talking 'bout life, aye
(Talkin' 'bout life)
Well, I've been livin' fast, fast, fast
Fast feelin' really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
Better hurry up, and get in
Your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a flag, -ag, -ag, -ag
I know all these niggas
Gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger, I'm
'a die with respect, yeah
Fuckin' with my money, you'll
Get dealt like that, yeah
I go through so much, I'm 19 years old
It's been months since I've felt at home
But it's okay 'cause I'm rich
Psych! I'm still sad as a bitch
Right, I don't want nobody to
Think that I'm a asshole
I don't try to be mean on purpose, I promise
My momma taught me better than that
I'll be honest
I'll blame it on the drugs and
This life I'm involved in
I ain't see it coming (I ain't see it)
I ain't see it coming (I ain't see it)
But it still came (yeah, yeah, it still came)
I'm talking 'bout life, aye
(Talkin' 'bout life, yeah)
I've been livin' fast, fast, fast, fast
Feelin' really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
Better hurry up, and get in
Your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a flag, -ag, -ag, -ag
I know all these niggas
Gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger, I'm
'a die with respect, yeah
Fuckin' with my money, you'll
Get dealt like that, yeah
Elevate, elevate, elevate myself
Now I'm on the ground, on the ground
Haven't been myself
But it's OK, it's cool
Won't push the issue
What happens next? (a story to be continued)
Yeah
I've been livin' fast, fast, fast, fast
Feelin' really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
Better hurry up, and get in
Your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a flag, -ag, -ag, -ag
I know all these niggas
Gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger, I'm
'a die with respect, yeah
Fuckin' with my money, you'll
Get dealt like that, yeah
(This is fire, yeah, yo)
(This is fire)