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