Fast Lane

[Hook: Nafe Smallz]

Don’t mean it’s easy

True, I make it look easy

I’m in the fast lane (Skrr)

Living like a car chase

Hope it ain’t my last race

If it is, then boy, they’re coming last place (Nah)

Still got some people I’m watching over

So really it’s never over

Just needed a reminder (That right)

Looking for the money, still I’m never satisfied when I find her (No)

Weed in the grinder, light the thirteenth spliff

And the thirteen-year-old me knew it would be like this

For rеal

[Verse 1: Chip, M1llionz]

Parents are immigrants so England don’t want shit from me

Thеy just party all the time but that’s not lit to me

A icy chain, ring, and watch ain’t even lit to me

I’m old school like Iceberg History

See, when my dad left school, he couldn’t read or write

He can’t believe he had a son that can read and write

They all rate my pen game but I don’t even write

I told 8, "Punch me in” but I don’t even fight

I got this knife even though I don’t believe it’s right

The paramedics turning up tryna retrieve his life

I brandish my 9 live if I don’t feel a vibe

But I’m on guard ‘cause I can tell that you’re the sneaky type

Mi mudda always tell me, “Son, you affi watch your friends”

We got the snakes out the grass, the last are here to the end

I was sixteen the first time, I copped a Benz

That’s benzocaine for the ‘caine that I shot on the ends

I’m a loner but I’ve always had some popular friends

The scope on the fifteen’s like a binocular lens

Brodie with the Star-9, he looking out for me

Darg, is that a snap or a telescope? You’re looking at a star

They’re on me as if I hardly care

I love Brum cah I know there’s hella yardies there

It’s more money, more gyal, we working hard this year

Ménage à trois, don’t come if you got narni here

In the dance, man are giving funny looks about

Must think that I don’t know crooks about

I come up around gangsters there’s books about

All it takes is one finger, make you shush your mout’

I told her, “stop baby, I ain’t gonna come for now”

I don’t get aroused easy when my funds are down

Chopped it, I regret it, guess I done it for the thrill

Never met no pussies that done helped me with my bills

Sed time I’m thinking ‘bout marriage on my camera

Castle, a horse, and a carriage

Been to weddings but it was never me that caught the flowers

They gonna wait ‘til I’m dead ‘til they’ll give me all my flowers

Big .44, that’s powers

If it’s me or it’s them, then it’s them getting flowers

If it’s them getting flowers then it’s me having showers

With this SK, I feel so empowered

Come from shackles and chains, that’s why I’m here in my chain

Got so much on my mind she wan’ release with the brain

Ancestors, generation Windrush

Cs up, like we just tryna win cuz

My bro died with only one yute like he’s a communist

That’s how I know who to vote for in any politics

If you’re talking ‘bout the streets, I’ve got a scholarship

I never done it by the book but I’m a novelist

[Hook: Nafe Smallz]

Don’t mean it’s easy

True, I make it look easy

I’m in the fast lane (Skrr)

Living like a car chase

Hope it ain’t my last race

If it is, then boy, they’re coming last place (Gone)

Still got some people I’m watching over

So really it’s never over

Just needed a reminder (That right)

Looking for the money, still I’m never satisfied when I find her (Gone)

Weed in the grinder, light the thirteenth spliff

And the 13-year-old me knew it would be like this

For real