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fast life - glockboyz teejaee lyrics

[intro]
come on, glockboyz, n*gga

[verse 1]
they told me money is the root of all evil, i ain’t believe ’em
then i seen n*ggas started gettin’ money, change on they people
used to be broke, and now i’m up, these n*ggas, they can’t believe it
i just lay her down and dig deep, she singing like aretha
i ain’t friendly, all that nice sh*t’ll put you in the bag
i get money, i can teach you how to get it, come to my class
cool n*gga, you don’t wanna see who i am when i’m mad
my first time using that bl!ckie, i ain’t even wear my mask

[chorus]
i’m from the d, i got my buffs on, the white
man, fully glock, and this b*tch worse than getting hit by tyson
n*gga, bad b*tches love f*cking with me, and i one night ’em
i’m from the d, i’m really in the deep with pads, sound like the lions
my n*gga, fast cars, fast hoes, fast money, fast life
can’t be broke forever, boy, go get your cash right
who is you? i made like twenty thousand last night
ain’t never going broke, i’m looking for the money, i got a flashlight

[verse 2]
everybody wanna be k!llers, who gon’ get the money?
my trigger finger, it been itchin’, feel like k!lling somethin’
i ain’t gon’ lie, man, i be fiending, boy, i need money
my b*tch, she so f*cking cold, i’d probably sneeze on her
broke n*ggas make me sick, that’s why i be sipping lean
i make all my hoes mad ’cause i’ll f*ck a b*tch and leave
man, she wasn’t doing what i say, i’d probably kick her out the team
that ho was asking me for money, i told her wake up out your dream
yeah
n*gga, and i get a drop, i still’ll ride out
i be out here playing ball, i see the opps, they calling timeout
can’t be hanging with broke n*ggas, i’d probably sign out
ain’t clocking out on n*ggas ’til i run me up a bag
i got dirty money on me, this ain’t the type of sh*t that you flash
i’m just hustling, i be really hustling, like my dad
get a bag, break it down, that b*tch be gone in a flash, n*gga
i love hanging ’round with hoes, those n*ggas come with problems
i can have a meeting with god, i’ma bring the chopper
[chorus]
i’m from the d, i got my buffs on, the white
man, fully glock, and this b*tch worse than getting hit by tyson
n*gga, bad b*tches love f*cking with me, and i one night ’em
i’m from the d, i’m really in the deep with pads, sound like the lions
my n*gga, fast cars, fast hoes, fast money, fast life
can’t be broke forever, boy, go get your cash right
who is you? i made like twenty thousand last night
ain’t never going broke, i’m looking for the money, i got a flashlight

- glockboyz teejaee lyrics

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