Fast Life

[Intro: Hardo] Uh (Trap) [Verse 1: Hardo] I'm just rollin' up my next blunt Pen and pad, I'm just tryna be the next up I'm a dad, I'm just tryna be the best one Blood money, goin' to war 'bout an income Straight out the 'Burgh, now a nigga out in Cali with it Ridin' on the money train, some niggas bound to miss it Streets like a hurricane, some niggas drownin' in it Chasin' money and these dreams, I got no time for bitches Trapper Hardo, I'm the nigga that they talk about A1, not the shit that got 'em droppin' out Spray guns, thirty-clips'll bring them choppers out Street nigga, yeah, I'm really what the block about [Chorus: Njomza, Hardo & Mac Miller] We're out here takin' risks (Huh) Would never picture this (Uh-uh) Past life, won't miss Fast life is this (Look; Fast life) [Verse 2: Mac Miller] Rap star, I'm a motherfuckin' rap star Bad broads, and they laugh at the back of the black car That's on the Amex, her ass fat in spandex I tap that then vanish, the Mac's back, goddamn it Khakis on, he a mastadon Sensei, young padawan No designer, I'm just tryna get my fashion on It's Pittsburgh, that's Hardo Fly to Austria, watch Argo Lambo out the car show, that Murcielago New god flow, you lookin' at the head honcho Rock shows across pond or on the lawn Champion, LeBron know Bitches from España, they don't speak Americana Don't play them games with me, no, don't make me Barry Bonds ya I'm very proper, rhyme like I carry choppers Cream like a dairy farmer, I'm smokin' this marijuana Blueberry ganja, never run out of ammo I just wanna hear my jams on WAMO, shit [Chorus: Njomza & Hardo] We're out here takin' risks (Huh) Would never picture this (Uh-uh) Past life, won't miss Fast life is this (Fast life) [Verse 3: Hardo] Uh, that glass pot and triple beam, nigga Was the truth, I ain't never had a dream, nigga Eighth of [?], probably wrapped up in some jeans, nigga Get high, posted, waitin' on some fiends, nigga What you do in this life, you get accustomed to it Young, bangin' that slim was part of my influence Need to cook up some work, I got a pot to do it When it's ready to serve, I got a spot to move it Shit I went from the bottom, now headed to the top Tryna stop what I'm doin', can get what's in the Glock All these blocks that I'm movin' and tryna duck the cops I sent my plug up the street, don't get it off the docks, uh [Chorus: Njomza & Hardo] We're out here takin' risks (Huh) Would never picture this (Uh-uh) Past life, won't miss Fast life is this (Fast life)