Fast Life

The time has come, we gotta expand, the whole operation

Distribution, New York, to Chicago, L.A

Champagne wishes and caviar dreams, a team that's gettin' cream

With sales of fish scales from triple beams, I gleam

Livin' the life of Riley, packin' fifty calis

Rockin' lizard Bally's while we do our drug deal in a dark alley

Up in casinos, just me and my Dino primo

Pushin' beam-o's, then parlay in Reno with two fly Latinos

Nas, he runs the whole staff, we count math from steam baths

We've seen half a Milli Jackson out there on the Queens half

Three major players gettin' papers by the layers

And those that portray us on the block get rocked like Amadeus

Fakers get used as shootin' targets, soon as the dark hits

Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet

Those that cheat us, try to beat us, we got hookers with heaters

That'll straight pop and put more shells in your top than Adidas

The leaders, lookin' straight charmin' in our Giorgio Armanis

You wanna harm me and Nas

You gots to come get through our whole army

The cee-lo rollers, money folders, sippin' Bolla, holdin' mad payola

Slangin' that coke without the cola

Me and black don't fake jacks but we might sling one

It ain't no shame in our game, we do our thing, son

Livin' the fast life, with fast cars

Everywhere we go, people know who we are

A team from out of Queens with the American Dream

So, we're plottin' up a scheme to get the seven-figure cream

Livin' the fast life, with fast cars

Everywhere we go, people know who we are

A team from out of Queens with the American Dream

So, we're plottin' up a scheme to get the seven-figure cream

Yo, I got guns from Italy, smoke trees considerably

Mid-state and Green, it seems, is where all my **** be

The ghetto shootouts and liquor stores

A perpendicular angle of the clout war

Police searchin' up my Lexo, but who's petro?

My TEC blows straight off the roof and tests yo' respect, though

But dough don't respect me, it got me handcuffed

The rough life, I just be up nights, breathin' with scuffed Nikes

Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs

These years I got they names in my swears

Poppin' Cristal like it's my first child, lickin' shots Holiday style

Rockin' Steele sweaters, Wallaby down

Twenty-four carats, countin cabbage like the Arabs

The marriage of me and the mic is just like magic

Elegant performance, bubble Lex full insurance

Guzzlin' Guinness, shootin, catchin' cases concurrent

It's Nas, seven hundred wives, King Solomon size

We on the rise, me and G, ghetto wise guys

The Luciano, Frankie Yale, Bugsy Siegel

Green papers with eagles from a trade that's illegal

Brother, you've got to make it happen

Yeah-y-yeah, get this money, yeah

Brother, you've got to make it happen

When you're livin' in the fast life, hey yeah yeah

Ayo, our lifestyles' exquisite, yayo like a blizzard

Esquire attire, standin' on ground with one pivot

Two players rockin' silk blazers and diamonds like glaciers

Lands with name brand seats, reclinin' like it's spacious

Bodies on ice

Livin' trife, rollin' fixed up dice

Gamblin' Grants

Handlin' stamps

Moves are shiest

My bankrolls got the cops comin' in plain clothes

Tryin' to arraign the gang 'cause of our fame

That's how the game goes

True

Right out the slammer with the fame and glamour

Cookin' up grams with Arm & Hammer

Supplyin' scramblers in Alabama

Rub out faces and leave no traces

My aces got mad body cases, preserve spaces at the horse races

Servin' us Dom P, my cliquo

Dimes look magnifico, puttin' a cut inside perico

Heat for foes, shoppin' sprees with my fleet for clothes

In Caribbean suites, deep, rippin' beats with flows

Ayo, we went from standin' on blocks without some socks

Sellin' rocks, to pickin' up stocks and boat docks with Glocks

And got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills

Packin' all the blue steel, we keeps it real inside the battlefield

Yeah, so here's a toast to the funds and things

Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings

Livin' the fast life, with fast cars

Everywhere we go, people know who we are

A team from out of Queens with the American Dream

So we're plottin' up a scheme to get the seven figure cream

Livin' the fast life, with fast cars

Everywhere we go, people know who we are

A team from out of Queens with the American Dream

So we're plottin' up a scheme to get the seven figure cream

Brother, I've got to make it happen

Yes, get this money, Lord

You know, I got to make it happen

Yes, get this money, Lord

Livin' in the fast life

I'm livin' in the fast life

Livin' in the fast life

Oh, yeah

Fast life