Fast Life

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[Hook] What you know about the hard grind? What you know about hard times? What you know about hard white? What you know about the fast life? It's the hand I was dealt, now I've gotta play my cards right [Verse 1] Gotta play my cards right, I ain't the type to gamble though I know about the fast life, smashing out them grams of snow Dunno what my past like, need a different angle so I can leave the roads alone, now I've got a plan to blow I was ahead of my time, I started seeing skrilla Seven years back and I never claimed to be a killer Even though I know a couple Rap don't work then it's back to the roads to hustle I've got a load of duffle What's my life like? It's been an ongoing struggle Like mummy said, I always was a load of trouble But things could be much worse I could expose rappers, lift up skirts Or take you back to '08 There's no food in the fridge, just mersh Bare boxes, I know O.G.'s Who don't rock chains, they just wear watches [Hook] What you know about the hard grind? What you know about hard times? What you know about hard white? What you know about the fast life? It's the hand I was dealt, now I've gotta play my cards right What you know about the hard grind? What you know about hard times? What you know about hard white? What you know about the fast life? It's the hand I was dealt, now I've gotta play my cards right [Verse 2] Gotta play my cards right but it's not a poker game Been through hard times, nothing on these roads has changed Now what's my life like? Loads of pain Lots of fuck ups, loads of situations feeling low and drained I'm bout my business, I ain't into fraud I've been out here tryna get in a Porsche Sound like a next rapper, whole style been absorbed I just tell it how I see it, he's my inner thoughts Never had a nine-to-five, I've never gone work I was getting busy in Lambeth and Wandsworth I was getting busy on the ends from years back Lost loved ones, that's blood sweat and tears akh And it hurts a lot, evil thoughts stick in my mind Team getting birded off, I'm sick of this life Every verse I drop sharper than the tip of a knife You don't deserve no props, everything your spitting's a lie [Hook] What you know about the hard grind? What you know about hard times? What you know about hard white? What you know about the fast life? It's the hand I was dealt, now I've gotta play my cards right What you know about the hard grind? What you know about hard times? What you know about hard white? What you know about the fast life? It's the hand I was dealt, now I've gotta play my cards right
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