Fast Lane

[Verse 1: Fiend] I lost my father 5 years ago Right there Uptown, New Orleans Hurt like it happened yesterday Still make mistakes and call him I still see him in the mirror When I’m dressin’ your grandson Still hear you saying “son be a man ‘cause a great woman gon’ demand one” Why do they take him so fast It’s like a [?] should have Pops said this magic you have, mad You can go right to sleep broke and you wake up with cash They gon’ hate you and bash Say that you crazy and laugh Just don’t forget that you bad Even worse of the days have passed Mia told me let the haters keep scratching they ass [Chorus: Fiend] Nothin’ but the money get me out my bed A little gun bump will never get me mad Nothin’ but the money get me out my bed A little gun bump will never get me mad [Verse 2: Fendi P] Seen Fiend with his dad made me wish I had that Got my own son, give him everything I never had Shit, I ain’t gon’ lie Fiend’s pops was the coolest And then Momma Jones drove me to school And after Katrina made the studio my home Blowing zone after zone doing song after song In crack alley, pops used to have you the maddest In the front playing Madden, Pittsburgh was his team Easy wider roll the green, and that was your roadie You already know you [?] always big bro Seen potential that I had and in me I ain’t even know Now I’m on the road going show after show And he resting in paradise chillin’ with some players Always in our prayers, thinking bout him twistin’ flavors A nice cold brew of his favorite [?] flavor Took him too soon man heaven could’ve waited [Chorus: Fiend] Nothin’ but the money get me out my bed A little gun bump will never get me mad Nothin’ but the money get me out my bed A little gun bump will never get me mad