Fast Lane

I don’t give a fuck what they say to me
I make bread from early ‘til late like a bakery
Basically, this is Birmingham nothing here amazes me
12 year olds are chasing P, blazing weed
15, Henny mix it with coke
Get smoked by a kid that’s just 16 years old
18, Realise chicks are just hoe’s
They would do anything for some shit up their nose
Forget shotting weed, youngers are cropping weed
Smell the dank when you walk past the property
Do it properly, counting the profit g
The 3.5’s came looking like broccoli
A bit further down the road not far
Like a five minute drive from the crop yard
There’s kilos stashed in a hot car
Mandem that shot hard, turned into Rockstar’s
Let’s go yallah, Make some Gwoala
Me I live life on the fast lane wallah
Blaze with gunners, chasing dollars
Now in the club with the shades like stunners
Splashing like I won the lotto
Uh-oh lifestyle haram Boko
Making cash is the motto
Haze from Amsterdam, Hash from Marocco
Picked up three Z’s, guess what I see next
Number plate BX, swear that must be feds
Zig-Zag manoeuvres, in between two cars
Zoom past, too fast
180 on the fast lane
Cause my passenger ain’t tryna give his last name
He’s stressing ‘bout the charges he has faced
Past days, list of felonies cascade
Remember bagging up in a fiends yard
And the mandem ask spit a 16 bar
My circle know that I been hard
And the rest only rate me since I meet stars
Move street smart, shotting in cheap cars
Entertainment was me spitting deep bars
Put it in the AUX bruv the beats hard
Haze made me a retard
I don’t give a shit what your name is, rich or you’re famous,
Sit on the pavement, I’m strict with the payments
Pick up every time the line rings
That’s the only way I could afford some nice things
Red light shag a bae, blue light run away
Fiends in alleyways, eyes big anime’s
Haze is ammi, black hash afghani
For coke prizes you get Cali
They didn’t know that I’ve been rapping
In my in my head I’m the best that’s not me bragging
Now that I’ve seen most of my dreams happen
Get driven to shows in a G-wagon
Now that I got a piece of the limelight
They wanna ask me what my life’s like
Liquor and weed in the nighttime
Daytime business meetings with white guys