Fastcar(Freestyle)

Crooked Eye * Track #1 On Shady Records

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Fastcar(Freestyle) by Crooked Eye

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Crooked Eye

Fastcar(Freestyle) Lyrics

Fast Car (Freestyle) Lyrics by Crooked I

You got a fast car
Is it fast enough so we can fly away
You gotta make a decision
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Anyplace is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something
But me myself I got nothing to prove

Riding on the bus, a nigga broke
I wish I was invisible, I need a cloak
Everybody staring, feeling eyes from a far
Even if they ain’t man I still think they are
Looking for them jobs, 100 in a week
Couldn’t find one now I’m on government relief
Told a case worker man
I’m living in a rat trap
And everything I fucking own
Is right here in this backpack
Let me backtrack
See I dropped out of school early
Tried to make the chronic … sack crack
Customers right up, money divide up
I helped my mama pay some bills
Then my hustle dried up
Fuck, at least a nigga saw some c notes
Didn’t get caught, cops shit me loss…dream
… mama left town, I didn’t wanan go
So I stayed in the bitch, living on my homie’s floor
Had my shoes stacked next to me
Had a smith and Wesson .38 revolver for the east side is testing me
I had a little flow but I didn’t know, a Mathew Knowles to help a child with his destiny
So it was left to me, had to do it all
Homelessness, hunger, I went through it all
I need inspiration, I’m walking to the mall
I stole cd’s man it’s time to evolve
Hard times when you gone I’ma miss you
I can’t wait to spending money’s not an issue
The train stops … benz dealership
And I be talking to them cars like yeah, I’ma get you
Dreaming about a fast while the train’s racing
The cops woke me up at the PCA station
Asked for my ticket, damn that dream was vivid
Fuck you bring me back to this whack situation
Back to reality, no salary, pockets low calorie
Fuck, can’t live my whole life like this and suffer losses
That’s when it hit me, circle the fucking bosses
Fast forward to now we went down town
To the fasten district and just bought us another office
Not enough time to tell the whole story
But … no nuts no glory
Plus I’m using music like a fine art
Your fines with the …cause it’s hard to find art in yours
I put my heart in every line, wanna stop Crooked’s heart
Rip his notebook apart, peace

You got a fast car
Is it fast enough so we can fly away
You gotta make a decision
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Anyplace is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something
But me myself I got nothing to prove

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