[Intro: DatBoiSkeet]
Yeah, yeah
Fast lane, Dat gang
[Chorus: DatBoiSkeet]
Where I'm from, you don't make it to see 21
Three or four bodies, lil nigga only 17
Seen my first dead body before I turned 17
You ain't from where I'm from then you don't know what I mean, yeah
Fifty on the Rollie, I'ma die for my respect
Thirty somethin' thousand 'round my motherfuckin' neck
Thirty somethin' shots, run up slidin' with the TEC
All my niggas a hundred, that's a thousand and nothin' less, yeah
[Verse 1: DatBoiSkeet]
You can't be up in my space if you ain't gettin' to it
You ain't a gangster, had a pistol and you didn't shoot it
Bitch don't be up in my face if you ain't finna do it
This for my niggas in the kitchen puttin' my wrist into it
From the town to the D, back out to the Veg
I been chasin' bags, gettin' cash and gettin' paid
You ain't 'bout no money then we on a different page
I take a trip and that's a risk to put me in a cage
For the money I slave, on a mission for days
You get hit or get grazed, we put some niggas in graves
Fifty sit on my wrist, plus thirty all of the chains
My niggas, all of 'em game, want money, fuck all the fame
Yeah, yeah
Fast lane, Dat gang
[Chorus: DatBoiSkeet]
Where I'm from, you don't make it to see 21
Three or four bodies, lil nigga only 17
Seen my first dead body before I turned 17
You ain't from where I'm from then you don't know what I mean, yeah
Fifty on the Rollie, I'ma die for my respect
Thirty somethin' thousand 'round my motherfuckin' neck
Thirty somethin' shots, run up slidin' with the TEC
All my niggas a hundred, that's a thousand and nothin' less, yeah
[Verse 1: DatBoiSkeet]
You can't be up in my space if you ain't gettin' to it
You ain't a gangster, had a pistol and you didn't shoot it
Bitch don't be up in my face if you ain't finna do it
This for my niggas in the kitchen puttin' my wrist into it
From the town to the D, back out to the Veg
I been chasin' bags, gettin' cash and gettin' paid
You ain't 'bout no money then we on a different page
I take a trip and that's a risk to put me in a cage
For the money I slave, on a mission for days
You get hit or get grazed, we put some niggas in graves
Fifty sit on my wrist, plus thirty all of the chains
My niggas, all of 'em game, want money, fuck all the fame
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