Fast

Lyrics

[Chorus] Fast yeah Fuck the problems in my past They said I wouldn't last But now I'm feeling gassed (yeah) Yeah Fuck the problems in my past They said I wouldn't last But now I'm feeling [Verse 1] Fast Top the top You flopped the drop I really gotta mop the block And clean the slate I really gotta lick the plate And cause your date to wait and leave and stay yeah I don't wanna onomatopoeia but I really wanna go boom with the numbers and I really wanna zoom Hit the room Assume I spit the bars right out the womb I can't resume I can't resume I can't resume until they know that I consumе I am their doom I'm too immune I step right in thе room but you don't wanna upset me I got an old car fuck a Bentley Out of the teens in the twenties And I'm always super friendly till you cross me Fucking up the flow swear to god I rap on beat Not a single person that can say that they taught me yeah (yeah) What did they teach me? (what) Nothing, self taught But I get crossed at the crib Not a lip from the people that think drip is better than the better flow I got rhymes that are opposite of status quo And I don't need to clap back like the ego of whack rap (like whack rap) Yeah so fuck that [Chorus] Fast yeah Fuck the problems in my past They said I wouldn't last But now I'm feeling gassed (yeah) Yeah Fuck the problems in my past They said I wouldn't last But now I'm feeling [Verse 1] Fuck it imma kill it and rip it and flip it and mix it and master that shit till I'm faster I'm putting more time and more effort right into this music and I'm proud to say that it matters Fuck all you rappers that all sound the same And I'm not afraid to call you out Cause in the end I'll have more friends that give a fuck And I won't have spent the bag I got when I was young man you're dumb And I won't look back in 30 years and think about what I should've done and could've done With the time I spent fucking bitches and flexing on people who listen Yeah look at me from a distance Underground rapper that just doesn't fit in I got the vision that all of you rappers are missing Misfit I dismiss the shit that they insist I make music that I wanna make Took a break but I'm back Shake the hate the fake that makes you make mistakes You hit the brakes I break the brakes You sleep but I'm awake (woah aye) I play the game The stakes are high But I'm the one who takes the cake [Chorus] Fast yeah Fuck the problems in my past They said I wouldn't last But now I'm feeling gassed (yeah) Yeah Fuck the problems in my past They said I wouldn't last But now I'm feeling [Verse 3] Possibly anonymous I never ever think about the consequence You say I'll never ever make into rap but I gotta keep it positive You sleeping on me like a sedative And I'm always negative And it's making me hesitate TRA is a disgrace huh Say that shit to my face I know I'm insane it's not a mistake Slow it down Shit sounds like a hardcore mixtape TRA dropping back to back to back to back You could say I gotta knack for it Shot gunning that bitch off the back porch Spilling on the floor boards And we going to [Chorus] Fast yeah Fuck the problems in my past They said I wouldn't last But now I'm feeling gassed (yeah) Yeah Fuck the problems in my past They said I wouldn't last But now I'm feeling (woo)