[Verse 1: Los]
Uh, Yo cop the Mazerati ride it till it Redline
I'm just stuntin for my homies doin fed time
I got a couple niggas doin 20 life
They told me play you pussys to the left and get my money right
Swag too high, Story too deep, It put Mauri's on my feet
It gave me morals from the streets
Praying to the lord, I get to keep my blessings
I been sinning since Hammer had 357
And my city know I'm riding, I'm down for the cause
Got the run around, Just wanted a Round of Applause
Now my bitches ballin' out, goin down to the balls
Better know that I'm walking on the sky for the ground that I lost
Now I'm focused on my money, Cut the drama out for good
Feelin' like a Billionaire, Got my mama out the hood
Doin' a Hundred miles an hour, bumpin' 99 Problems
Got the spirit of a Hustler, I ain't stopping
[Hook: Ernie Gaines]
Livin' in the Fast Lane, Up and Down don't stop
And we get lit, Now it's life on top
We higher than private planes, breathing in Champagne
They say that we out of our minds
They say that we out of our minds
So Tonight, Let's get out of our minds
You too would be out of your mind
[Verse 2: Los]
Ballin in the club, my crew & some thick dames
Standin' on the couches, Doing the Rick James, Biitch
Uh, Hater you can do the same
Had a super ugly past, now in super future frames
Nobody did nothin, I got it my own way
So tonight I'm fist bumpin' with bottles of Rose
Put the Loubi's on coupe, makes stress low
Then it's off with the roof, Nutso
Pocket full of Hundreds, I hope you appalled
Since I'm young, black & famous, I'm broken the law
Hear a lot of bitchin' lately, I hope it's the broads
When a nigga finally make it out, I just hope you applause
Now I'm focused on my money, Cut the drama out for good
Feelin' like a Billionaire, Got my mama out the hood
Doin' a Hundred miles an hour, bumpin' 99 Problems
Got the spirit of a Hustler, I ain't stopping
[Hook: Ernie Gaines]
Livin' in the Fast Lane, Up and Down don't stop
And we get lit, Now it's life on top
We higher than private planes, breathing in Champagne
They say that we out of our minds
They say that we out of our minds
So Tonight, Let's get out of our minds
You too would be out of your mind
Los - Fast Lane Lyrics
Los - Fast Lane Lyrics
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[Verse 1: Los]
Uh, Yo cop the Mazerati ride it till it Redline
I'm just stuntin for my homies doin fed time
I got a couple niggas doin 20 life
They told me play you pussys to the left and get my money right
Swag too high, Story too deep, It put Mauri's on my feet
It gave me morals from the streets
Praying to the lord, I get to keep my blessings
I been sinning since Hammer had 357
And my city know I'm riding, I'm down for the cause
Got the run around, Just wanted a Round of Applause
Now my bitches ballin' out, goin down to the balls
Better know that I'm walking on the sky for the ground that I lost
Now I'm focused on my money, Cut the drama out for good
Feelin' like a Billionaire, Got my mama out the hood
Doin' a Hundred miles an hour, bumpin' 99 Problems
Got the spirit of a Hustler, I ain't stopping
[Hook: Ernie Gaines]
Livin' in the Fast Lane, Up and Down don't stop
And we get lit, Now it's life on top
We higher than private planes, breathing in Champagne
They say that we out of our minds
They say that we out of our minds
So Tonight, Let's get out of our minds
You too would be out of your mind
[Verse 2: Los]
Ballin in the club, my crew & some thick dames
Standin' on the couches, Doing the Rick James, Biitch
Uh, Hater you can do the same
Had a super ugly past, now in super future frames
Nobody did nothin, I got it my own way
So tonight I'm fist bumpin' with bottles of Rose
Put the Loubi's on coupe, makes stress low
Then it's off with the roof, Nutso
Pocket full of Hundreds, I hope you appalled
Since I'm young, black & famous, I'm broken the law
Hear a lot of bitchin' lately, I hope it's the broads
When a nigga finally make it out, I just hope you applause
Now I'm focused on my money, Cut the drama out for good
Feelin' like a Billionaire, Got my mama out the hood
Doin' a Hundred miles an hour, bumpin' 99 Problems
Got the spirit of a Hustler, I ain't stopping
[Hook: Ernie Gaines]
Livin' in the Fast Lane, Up and Down don't stop
And we get lit, Now it's life on top
We higher than private planes, breathing in Champagne
They say that we out of our minds
They say that we out of our minds
So Tonight, Let's get out of our minds
You too would be out of your mind
Uh, Yo cop the Mazerati ride it till it Redline
I'm just stuntin for my homies doin fed time
I got a couple niggas doin 20 life
They told me play you pussys to the left and get my money right
Swag too high, Story too deep, It put Mauri's on my feet
It gave me morals from the streets
Praying to the lord, I get to keep my blessings
I been sinning since Hammer had 357
And my city know I'm riding, I'm down for the cause
Got the run around, Just wanted a Round of Applause
Now my bitches ballin' out, goin down to the balls
Better know that I'm walking on the sky for the ground that I lost
Now I'm focused on my money, Cut the drama out for good
Feelin' like a Billionaire, Got my mama out the hood
Doin' a Hundred miles an hour, bumpin' 99 Problems
Got the spirit of a Hustler, I ain't stopping
[Hook: Ernie Gaines]
Livin' in the Fast Lane, Up and Down don't stop
And we get lit, Now it's life on top
We higher than private planes, breathing in Champagne
They say that we out of our minds
They say that we out of our minds
So Tonight, Let's get out of our minds
You too would be out of your mind
[Verse 2: Los]
Ballin in the club, my crew & some thick dames
Standin' on the couches, Doing the Rick James, Biitch
Uh, Hater you can do the same
Had a super ugly past, now in super future frames
Nobody did nothin, I got it my own way
So tonight I'm fist bumpin' with bottles of Rose
Put the Loubi's on coupe, makes stress low
Then it's off with the roof, Nutso
Pocket full of Hundreds, I hope you appalled
Since I'm young, black & famous, I'm broken the law
Hear a lot of bitchin' lately, I hope it's the broads
When a nigga finally make it out, I just hope you applause
Now I'm focused on my money, Cut the drama out for good
Feelin' like a Billionaire, Got my mama out the hood
Doin' a Hundred miles an hour, bumpin' 99 Problems
Got the spirit of a Hustler, I ain't stopping
[Hook: Ernie Gaines]
Livin' in the Fast Lane, Up and Down don't stop
And we get lit, Now it's life on top
We higher than private planes, breathing in Champagne
They say that we out of our minds
They say that we out of our minds
So Tonight, Let's get out of our minds
You too would be out of your mind