Nowhere Fast

[Chorus: Childish Major] Going nowhere fast Going nowhere fast Going nowhere fast Going nowhere fast [Verse 1: Johnny Venus] Hey Ain't this a damn shame? I look down and see my phone ring, it's my pops and I ain't even tryna answer "What's up my, son? I ain't even wantin' that much But how you doin', oh, tell me how you been holdin' up Fragile contents rolling, how life been handling ya?" Bands stand, agile movements increase your stamina I crack a smile just to stay inside parameters Shit, I hope he picking up the love inside my inflections Cause lately life done got my spirit on a bench press A ten strip a strength test, a journey to within quest I pray to God that all the particles I ingest Keep the heartless and charlatans out from where I get dressed But still I keep it all together like corn tortillas or Ving Rhames leathers From big ass galaxies to Terrio sweaters Our fleet too familiar with stormy weathers so gon' and redirect us [Chorus: Childish Major] Going nowhere fast Going nowhere fast Going nowhere fast Going nowhere fast [Verse 2: DocturDot] I been in the trenches Bottom dollar tryna turn that bitch Olympic gymnasts When you on the come up ain't no coming to your senses Young and struggling, ruthless and relentless I been this for more than a minute Unfortunately, really I'm more nigga than citizen Love hoes with cake, she give a fork when you stick it in Can't fade, raw diggity in my city, it's sickening on the literal sense Killed the mood real quick See, my life seen plenty deaths so I always feel protected No weapon fond of projectin' will perform like you expect it Cut off all my local hoes, I'm tryna get God pregnant Cause all dogs go to Heaven Pussy niggas get rejected over this way The ghost of Rick James on mixtapes by the lame a mile away We ain't cut from the same Kinte Making arrangements that pay for when my kid's kids lay Grass hoppers and senseis gather round for the big bang [Chorus: Childish Major] Going nowhere fast Going nowhere fast Going nowhere fast Going nowhere fast [Outro: DC Young Fly] Aye man look I gotta make a quick stop right quick 'fore I go to Campbellton man you know what I'm saying You know what I'm saying, my partner sell dogs Y'all nigga need a dog? We got some pits, he got a pit, he got a, he got a, a, a blue nose What he got? I think it's a tweety bird mixed with a motherfuckin' uh German Shepherd I gotta see what this look like Let's do it He got the bite of a German Shepherd but the head of a tweety bird Got to see him Ah, let's ride Ugh, and we ridin' down... Aye finna go to Campbellton on these niggas Yo, yo, y'all niggas don't know nothin' 'bout that