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