Sauc3geek - Fast Life (feat. Realest Youngin')

Living life so fast
Ooh ooh I'm all alone
And all I fucking know
Is this world is cold
But I will never fold Oh no

Living life so fast
Ooh ooh I'm all alone
And all I fucking know
Is this world is cold
But I will never fold Oh no

Shooting hella threes
This my fucking season season
I be really ballin out
With no reason reason
Every time I wake up
Tryna bake up in the kitchen
I ain't talking bread
But that's what I am gonna get
When I drop the raps
I ain't really with the caps
If you acting like a cap
Then you gon' get capped
Aye spit the facts
I be smoking on the thrax
Yuh trying to relax yuh
Sitting next to stacks of blue bills
Hoping that I make a bill
Fuck a mil pop a seal
Sip the Codeine till I feel
So surreal
Had to kill all my fucks
So I can't give one
bury it inside the ground
I don't wanna carry round
This fucking boulder
On my shoulders no more
And this world is getting colder Oh lord
And It's hard to fly high
When you stuck on the ground yeah
Pop up so many pills that I can't feel anything
And lose myself in the fucking sound yeah
I be carrying round all the pressure pressure
Every days a lesson lesson
I be fucking stressing stressing yeah
What the fuck is going on
I be doing this
Until I'm fucking gone
Yeah remember me
whenever you play all these songs

Living life so fast
Ooh ooh I'm all alone
And all I fucking know
Is this world is cold
But I will never fold Oh no

Living life so fast
Ooh ooh I'm all alone
And all I fucking know
Is this world is cold
But I will never fold Oh no

Livin life so fast
I be speedin in that foreign
Push one button it go fast
All these cities I be tourin
I'm in the paint Anthony Davis Lebron James I be scorin'
They was sleepin on ya boy
I woke them up
So no more snoring
And this world is hella cold
You need a jacket and sweater Take my dogs to the top
And we gone run this together
If a nigga talkin pressure
He gone barrette
Man they left me in the rain walkin with no umbrella
Now I'm up and they hating
Man they sayin oh no
They mad that I'm swangin
In that big four door
Keep the pen workin
Like I'm pimpin four hoes
And I'm from Texas
Baby bitch I swing
On four vouges

Written by:
Riley Petty

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