Fast Lane Cam Meekins (Ft. Chris Webby)

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
Living in the fast lane, eyes on the road
Hands on the wheel, empty bottles on the flo'
I don't even know where I’m 'bout to go
My future's undetermined so I’m taking life slow, well you know
Where will I be in ten years, that's a good question
But right now I'm chilling as a neighborhood legend
I’ve learned a lot of lessons, every day I’m still growing
As a man in this fucking fast lane that I’ve chosen
Flowing every second of my life, destined for the mic
Four mixtapes and I'm consecutively nice
Webby spit it tight, on a jet into the night
Moving quicker than the young Wayne Gretzky on the ice (alright)
Successful is all I really wanna be dude
Eating seafood at a crib with a beach view
So turn your speakers up, mic check, EQ
This is just a mothafucking preview

[Hook: Cam Meekins]
Let me take you to the fast lane where I live my life
And I don't really need to do it right
Cause I’m okay, living it across the globe
And I'mma keep doing what I like, and yeah that’s right
And I don't really wanna leave this day right here
(I don't really wanna leave this day right here)
And I ain't tryna switch it up, let's make that clear
(But I guess that that’s the life I chose)