Kuniva
Kuniva - Fast Lane lyrics
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Time flies like a speeding bullet Run up in the hood with brothers Who ain't afraid to squeeze a bullet I fight for better ways to put some moneys in my linkfield pocket Seems that doing dirt's the only way to make real profit A long way from lighting bottle rockets, cops still popping My body was free as a bird but my mind held hostage Just another young knew it all, mama was right Watch your thangs to be a man, keep your family tight But back then I didn't listen to that I kicked a few raps, smoke and drink with my boys Spit at a few raps My uncle Postel used to get me drunk as a kid Mama needed him to watch us while she worked her shift You can call him wrong, I call him my hero to the end I was only 5 he did his best, he was my best friend My story ain't no different from the next blackmail Government assistance, welfare and nova packtales Hung with my niggas doing wild shit At house parties on some foul shit ... no niggas like 7 mile bitch But coming up, you gotta be down for Or you'll be labeled as the clown And you'll be beat down for I was lucky though, I made it out And god is my witness I wrote a... to one, handling my own bizness I never let you said you fed me or my kids Before I do that, you see the bone showing from my ribs I don't brag about helping others Cause when I do it, then I do it for the love My bindess is never... to another person To make myself look good or feel proud Acting high and my new chest popped out I used to barely have nothing Well I look like fronting? On the person who's barely making... met No Bentley, I'm designed to be a poet, Was noted by proof, on some grown shit Never stuck in my youth, I had a laugh though Lucini was falling from the sky like Pablo Now I go for dolo like my bro Richard castro.