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