The Fastlane

Lyrics

[Intro] Yo [?] Dedication to my niggas I'm sayin' money getters Real match fell victim FBI was on the creek And we gon' set it off Know what I'm sayin' Friends to the ends, son East Coast represent I'm out here doin' my thing I'ma represent you right son [Verse 1] I got my back against the wall 'cause I'm broken, I'm busted Fired from my job 'cause they said I can't be trusted Disgusted at the way life is treatin' me Everytime I turn around the system keeps on beatin' me Eatin' me like lung cancer Momma used to tell me doin' dirt ain't the answer But I couldn't tell though 'cause my nigga Jasper Same age as me, was a money makin' master Looked [?] where his father now, the loot is comin' faster Fine across the Millers, a-yo kid that's a disaster Niggas do the time so they never did the flex [?] and that night they got the sex Nuttin' but the baddest They gets money hungry chicks on they dicks Why son? They were sellin' bricks Father and son put an order down Meanwhile big brother Travis servin' 2 up in Bordentown His time is nearly up and soon the Millers would unite again And make the situation bright again I dedicate this to my niggas in the pen 'Cause they always have my back through the thick and the thin [Chorus] Yo, God bless my niggas that got caught in the fast lane Players of the fast game, Miller is they last name They knew the time and for that I respect them No matter where they go, may the mighty Lord protect them God bless my niggas that got caught in the fast lane Players of the fast game, Miller is they last name They knew the time and for that I respect them No matter where they go, may the mighty Lord protect them [Verse 2] '92 was the year (Now who that nigga in the red Z yo?) That's my nigga Jass from the EC Daddy on the carwash with the laundry man around the corner 24 hour service, wash when you wanna Plus a restaurant, they eat and relax While your car was bein' waxed, real motherfuckin' match Put the [?] on your backs if they had to And to live the life they live, you be glad to That's if your house made out of stone 'Cause niggas kept it real to the bone Take your chances even when their names got known Money came first, consequences came later in the third verse Money was no object, pimpin' was the subject Puttin' hoes in line was they job and they loved it Makin' tricks, put sleepin' pills in drinks Robbin' niggas for they watches, credit cards and minks Livin' life to the fullest extent Number one rule was never get bent and always pay rent A-yo I'm dedicatin' this to my niggas in the pen 'Cause they always have my back through the thick and the thin [Chorus] Yo, God bless my niggas that got caught in the fast lane Players of the fast game, Miller is they last name They knew the time and for that I respect them No matter where they go, may the mighty Lord protect them God bless my niggas that got caught in the fast lane Players of the fast game, Miller is they last name They knew the time and for that I respect them No matter where they go, may the mighty Lord protect them [Verse 3] Now my man Travis home and the crew's complete Snake Daddy runnin' things and he rules the streets Bless the son with the gray ZX, a four seater Plus a fly crib, now things is lookin' sweeter Sons and pop livin' life on top And the way things is lookin', yo they couldn't be stopped Fuck a cop 'cause Paterson cops had no evidence Lookin' in they residence But still couldn't find no dead presidents So they had to call offense My nigga slipped up and they didn't use they heads They first mistake caused them, the feds double crossed them Locked in the federal pen is where they tossed them My man Jas Miller caught 6 and 4 dicks His father and his brother caught 11 years, brought me to tears I always told 'em if I ever get a inch of fame I'ma represent your name and yo we're still the same I'm givin' love to my niggas in the pen 'Cause they always have my back through the thick and the thin [Chorus] Yo, God bless my niggas that got caught in the fast lane Players of the fast game, Miller is they last name They knew the time and for that I respect them No matter where they go, may the mighty Lord protect them God bless my niggas that got caught in the fast lane Players of the fast game, Miller is they last name They knew the time and for that I respect them No matter where they go, may the mighty Lord protect them Protect them, protect them...