The fast lane, heart, half money Ain't nobody smilin', ain't funny Raise the risk, the profit And can't nobody it your game's weak So don't sleep
The fast lane, heart, half money nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny Raise the risk, the profit And nobody stop it Unless your game's So don't sleep
The streets crawl ill niggas on the block Goin' hand in hand, in and out of sedans Pumpin' crack to crack fiends for a fee Their dream is to to a ki
Cops watch the influx of dope a telescope Snitches in the game, give the G's names Bitches on the jock of the on the block Jump from gee to gee, similar to a
Suck the blood out or in this the dough Roll with the blow till a hoe are born and pawned off to grand mama The bitch ain't done, she lives for the drama
Lookin' for another to hit and never call her All in vain life in the A new crew of on the track from up north Vice cops, they watch 'em back and forth
They take a Or a job just to lay off The no joke Yo, you players broke
A garage makes a nice laboratory PCP and crystal meth, of glory End of story, gotta watch my myself Or else find my body layin' on a coroner shelf It's the
The fast lane, half heart, half Ain't smilin', ain't nothin' funny Raise the risk, raise the And can't nobody it your game's weak So baby sleep (It's the lane)
The fast lane, half heart, money Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin' Raise the risk, the profit And nobody stop it your game's weak So player, sleep
Gees the game on the road to Minnesota Supermarket's all sold out on baking Gang start to understand the dope game fast Kidnap the dealers for the ransom cash
Gotta represent, what you say you are, a star Feds got a homin' device on car That made you to follow to Denver, Colorado you had, 12, now you got a L
Crack born in the hospitals cryin' Drive-by shootings can't end, are dyin' The is the ultimate goal, gots to roll Till my cash flow's mega, not a beggar
Bitches workin' with the fake ID's in the lane, stackin' up G's Chop shops taggin' up and Beamers Crack spots boilin' kilos in beakers
Damn, the game's than shit, don't slip 'Cause bet your life there'll be another yo grip It's the
The fast lane, half heart, half nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny Raise the risk, the profit And can't nobody it Unless game's weak So baby sleep (It's the lane)
The fast lane, half heart, money Ain't nobody smilin', ain't funny the risk, raise the profit And can't stop it Unless your weak So player, sleep
Brother on parole a quick lick to come up The score bad, now he's back stuck settin' niggas up jacked and waxed Small-time workers weight in a g ride Lac
talk on your cellular, your phone is tapped Don't the rear view, there's no turnin' back It's the lane, now you're in it, hit the gas and Through the land of the hardcore hoes and
Jackers and robbers, and clockers squeal, take the L or the deal Yo, spin the wheel for the cops, you're a Tailor suits gator boots make the fly hoes
But if you miss, my friend, what you win A one-way ticket to the federal pen the lane you chose, you fill your shit, ride Rolls High-priced clothes, fuckin' hoes
Anything There's no limit, mash The will be there When you
The fast lane, half heart, money Ain't smilin', ain't nothin' funny Raise the risk, the profit And nobody stop it your game's weak So don't sleep
The fast lane, half heart, money Ain't nobody smilin', nothin' funny the risk, raise the profit And can't stop it Unless your game's So don't sleep