Come to the circle that i converse in
I'll take that ass on a life full of sin
Starting at age ten
When i stole my first swim snatching
Transfers was the thing back then
Going boosting
At the crunch shop mall
Members only outside and out of controls
I had it all at a very young age
But never knew my father who laid the golden
Age so the golden child i never was
Cause
All i could do is drive by and throw obsessed
Cause and hate with passion and scrubs
By then label hard headed
Neighborhood street thug
So always carry the grudge
Bring your ass through the central
And you're sure to get drug
Cause by then came the wonder drug crack
C**e get rich or go insane
But for me it was flossing things
Fronting back
Side to side through emotion with candy frame
And with that came to h**s gold d
Sitting fat on mission and low pros
So r i p to these seven fours
As i close came back to the voice and little
You got whom i roam with two eighty four
Things got rough mom
Shipped a n**a west to the snow
So i started transporting dope
With hopes of becoming a kingpin but nope
It was a five by seven for my ass
Three years in california and three in arizona
But the drama didn't stop there
Niggas got shanked and threw off for top tears
Yes prison blues
With fools from every side
Og's kick back and let the young guns ride
No pain i can make my dough
No pain i can p**p that hoe
No game clocking all this cash
Life in the fast lane you know i'm saying
No pain guts to do it right
No pain clocking g's all night
No game slanging all this weed
No game life in the fast lane
No game smoking quarter sex
When i put you on your back
Now what you think about that
No get life in the fast lane
Life in the fast fast lane could book a loc
The mastermind behind these thoughts
After hearing these lyrics
You'd be glad that you bought
Something to make you think
While i'm sipping on this hennessy cognac
Drink
Close my eyes to realize how far i've come
Just paroled and i still gotta snatch a gun
Cause if these fools catch me slipping
It's a strike for they team
But in action i'll be missing
I'll say that they say this life is a b**h
Then you die so to hell with it
My motto is sucker free
See trust nobody but my brother
The s i d and my three eighty six shooters
See pow hollow points in the clips
Opiums don't trip
Yes original crip put in work
Now i'm done now it's time to have funds
And raise my heart headed sons
Cause three strikes in your route
Is what america's about no
Pain no pain no pain no pain
No gain no gain no pain
Just no lie no pain no pain no pain no pain
No chains like no pain
No pain no pain no pain no pain
