Yeah, this is anthem, another track in the bag, up the ransom
Kidnapping the beat, hot one for the street, murder it like i was a Manson
This ones on a next hype thing, still not about the clothes and the bling
Still bringing the realness, so can feel this, shit that actually means something
Cos im trying to get in my fast lane, make them beats, that stay in the membrane
And for the haters out there, you know i don't care, I'm here to say that its your blame
Its No love song, or Indian land, its a track that weren't even planned
But when ur feeling the vibe this shit comes alive and when you have a mic in your hand
Never thought i would spit on mic, back in the the day, was told on your bike
Never thought i had any flow, how can you tell if you don't have a go
Come along way from bridging the gap, rave in the back and dropping the track
Grew up on garage and grime, pulse x and sticky, wiley and dizzie reload every time
Get in your fast lane, i know others that sit on a track
Stay on your grind, you and you only will have your back
Get in your fast lane, dont let the haters keep you down
Stay on your grind, work hard and you'll wear the crown
Get in your fast lane, time to make it no time time to chill
Stay on your grind, if ur not moving ur standing still
Get in your fast lane, push yourself, its not about luck
Stay on your grind, you only live once so don't give a f*ck
The grime scene was where it was at, had our own sound it went with the Brat
Everybody repping their ends, and spit for the pengs, no cheese i was nicknamed the rat
Back then it was pure raw and gritty, now its just merch and shitty
It's that diluted, and pure polluted, now on tv and in every city
I guess thats just how it goes, u build up an empire then nobody knows
The moral is, forget all the biz, and go for the throat of the life that you chose
Keep living life, in that fast lane, true what thwy say, no pain, no gain
Make that paper sooner than later, time is the enemy, theres no threat greater
Get in your fast lane, i know others that sit on a track
Stay on your grind, you and you only will have your back
Get in your fast lane, dont let the haters keep you down
Stay on your grind, work hard and you'll wear the crown
Get in your fast lane, time to make it no time time to chill
Stay on your grind, if ur not moving ur standing still
Get in your fast lane, push yourself, its not about luck
Stay on your grind, you only live once so don't give a f*ck
You make your life what it is, think big and aim for the fizz
At one point you will look back, so go big and pile on that stack
Leave out all the hype and the nonsense, keep your eye on that prize dont be content
Leave the haters behind, and keep on your grind increase your shit that they lack
Im sure uve heard it before, speed up and you will get more
Kick it to 5th, pure luck is a myth, spit pure till they cant ignore
Keep pushing your life in that fast lane, get money and pride that they cant claim
Like i said just aim for the sky, just dont reget your life when u die
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English
Yeah, this is anthem, another track in the bag, up the ransom
Kidnapping the beat, hot one for the street, murder it like i was a Manson
This ones on a next hype thing, still not about the clothes and the bling
Still bringing the realness, so can feel this, shit that actually means something
Cos im trying to get in my fast lane, make them beats, that stay in the membrane
And for the haters out there, you know i don't care, I'm here to say that its your blame
Its No love song, or Indian land, its a track that weren't even planned
But when ur feeling the vibe this shit comes alive and when you have a mic in your hand
Never thought i would spit on mic, back in the the day, was told on your bike
Never thought i had any flow, how can you tell if you don't have a go
Come along way from bridging the gap, rave in the back and dropping the track
Grew up on garage and grime, pulse x and sticky, wiley and dizzie reload every time
Get in your fast lane, i know others that sit on a track
Stay on your grind, you and you only will have your back
Get in your fast lane, dont let the haters keep you down
Stay on your grind, work hard and you'll wear the crown
Get in your fast lane, time to make it no time time to chill
Stay on your grind, if ur not moving ur standing still
Get in your fast lane, push yourself, its not about luck
Stay on your grind, you only live once so don't give a f*ck
The grime scene was where it was at, had our own sound it went with the Brat
Everybody repping their ends, and spit for the pengs, no cheese i was nicknamed the rat
Back then it was pure raw and gritty, now its just merch and shitty
It's that diluted, and pure polluted, now on tv and in every city
I guess thats just how it goes, u build up an empire then nobody knows
The moral is, forget all the biz, and go for the throat of the life that you chose
Keep living life, in that fast lane, true what thwy say, no pain, no gain
Make that paper sooner than later, time is the enemy, theres no threat greater
Get in your fast lane, i know others that sit on a track
Stay on your grind, you and you only will have your back
Get in your fast lane, dont let the haters keep you down
Stay on your grind, work hard and you'll wear the crown
Get in your fast lane, time to make it no time time to chill
Stay on your grind, if ur not moving ur standing still
Get in your fast lane, push yourself, its not about luck
Stay on your grind, you only live once so don't give a f*ck
You make your life what it is, think big and aim for the fizz
At one point you will look back, so go big and pile on that stack
Leave out all the hype and the nonsense, keep your eye on that prize dont be content
Leave the haters behind, and keep on your grind increase your shit that they lack
Im sure uve heard it before, speed up and you will get more
Kick it to 5th, pure luck is a myth, spit pure till they cant ignore
Keep pushing your life in that fast lane, get money and pride that they cant claim
Like i said just aim for the sky, just dont reget your life when u die
Kidnapping the beat, hot one for the street, murder it like i was a Manson
This ones on a next hype thing, still not about the clothes and the bling
Still bringing the realness, so can feel this, shit that actually means something
Cos im trying to get in my fast lane, make them beats, that stay in the membrane
And for the haters out there, you know i don't care, I'm here to say that its your blame
Its No love song, or Indian land, its a track that weren't even planned
But when ur feeling the vibe this shit comes alive and when you have a mic in your hand
Never thought i would spit on mic, back in the the day, was told on your bike
Never thought i had any flow, how can you tell if you don't have a go
Come along way from bridging the gap, rave in the back and dropping the track
Grew up on garage and grime, pulse x and sticky, wiley and dizzie reload every time
Get in your fast lane, i know others that sit on a track
Stay on your grind, you and you only will have your back
Get in your fast lane, dont let the haters keep you down
Stay on your grind, work hard and you'll wear the crown
Get in your fast lane, time to make it no time time to chill
Stay on your grind, if ur not moving ur standing still
Get in your fast lane, push yourself, its not about luck
Stay on your grind, you only live once so don't give a f*ck
The grime scene was where it was at, had our own sound it went with the Brat
Everybody repping their ends, and spit for the pengs, no cheese i was nicknamed the rat
Back then it was pure raw and gritty, now its just merch and shitty
It's that diluted, and pure polluted, now on tv and in every city
I guess thats just how it goes, u build up an empire then nobody knows
The moral is, forget all the biz, and go for the throat of the life that you chose
Keep living life, in that fast lane, true what thwy say, no pain, no gain
Make that paper sooner than later, time is the enemy, theres no threat greater
Get in your fast lane, i know others that sit on a track
Stay on your grind, you and you only will have your back
Get in your fast lane, dont let the haters keep you down
Stay on your grind, work hard and you'll wear the crown
Get in your fast lane, time to make it no time time to chill
Stay on your grind, if ur not moving ur standing still
Get in your fast lane, push yourself, its not about luck
Stay on your grind, you only live once so don't give a f*ck
You make your life what it is, think big and aim for the fizz
At one point you will look back, so go big and pile on that stack
Leave out all the hype and the nonsense, keep your eye on that prize dont be content
Leave the haters behind, and keep on your grind increase your shit that they lack
Im sure uve heard it before, speed up and you will get more
Kick it to 5th, pure luck is a myth, spit pure till they cant ignore
Keep pushing your life in that fast lane, get money and pride that they cant claim
Like i said just aim for the sky, just dont reget your life when u die
Writer: Anthony Robertson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid