[Verse 1: TUT]
Uh
More champagne, more bright lights
I'm addicted to fast cars, shoes, and bad dykes
I'm getting faded while trying to remember last night
Man how can I slow down, when I live such a fast life
I'm sitting in V.I.P, trying to get my mind right
While your bitch rubbin' my back, feeding me 100 lies
But I ain't even trippin' I'mma get me 25"s
That's probably why it's hard for her to look you in the eyes
My circle don't expand, these is my niggas for life
And we be on that House shit, that's what them hoes like
And that's real, young niggas with plans and intentions
Grown man descions, you gon' need a petition to stop us
Matter fact, just watch us
And do the same, never duplicated just replicated
And that's the word
Silly niggas be bout as fake as they chains be
We real niggas you can check us in HD
And I ain't sayin' I'm Biggie, Pac, or Jay-Z
But you fuckin' with a dog, and now you got rabies
I don't see you, my eyes be like Ray's be
I won't be fucked by this music, no rats B
Pause
Laughin' with my niggas in the studio
Chillin' with my niggas and some moody hoes
Chillin' with my niggas and some groupie hoes
And they all smokin', and they all chokin'
We live life but we don't forget the main focus
5 o'clock in the morning, my eyes wide open
Cause life's a party and I still ain't got my piece of cake
So I keep grindin' and nigga that's the main focus
Lemme thank god cause he the reason I'm alive
I gotta get this money, you can see it in my eyes
Yea I just gotta get it, I gotta get paid
Ain't tryna go broke, I done came a long way
So my heater to the sky, I'm still motivated
That may be the reason why these motherfuckers hatin'
But I still gotta get it
Now tell me how you wit it
[Outro: TUT]
Shout-out to the women with lipstick and nail polish
Who could care less about what you promised
They could buy they own diamonds
That's understood
Fast Life was written by Kevin Adams.
“Just a song about the life and pressures of fame from a house nigga’s perspective.” – TUT