Fast
TRA
GENRE
[Chorus]
Fast yeah
Fuck the problems in my past
They said I wouldn't last
But now I'm feeling gassed (yeah)
Yeah
Fuck the problems in my past
They said I wouldn't last
But now I'm feeling
[Verse 1]
Fast
Top the top
You flopped the drop
I really gotta mop the block
And clean the slate
I really gotta lick the plate
And cause your date to wait and leave and stay yeah
I don't wanna onomatopoeia but I really wanna go boom with the numbers and I really wanna zoom
Hit the room
Assume I spit the bars right out the womb
I can't resume I can't resume
I can't resume until they know that I consumе
I am their doom I'm too immune
I step right in thе room but you don't wanna upset me
I got an old car fuck a Bentley
Out of the teens in the twenties
And I'm always super friendly till you cross me
Fucking up the flow swear to god I rap on beat
Not a single person that can say that they taught me yeah (yeah)
What did they teach me? (what)
Nothing, self taught
But I get crossed at the crib
Not a lip from the people that think drip is better than the better flow
I got rhymes that are opposite of status quo
And I don't need to clap back like the ego of whack rap (like whack rap)
Yeah so fuck that
[Chorus]
Fast yeah
Fuck the problems in my past
They said I wouldn't last
But now I'm feeling gassed (yeah)
Yeah
Fuck the problems in my past
They said I wouldn't last
But now I'm feeling
[Verse 1]
Fuck it imma kill it and rip it and flip it and mix it and master that shit till I'm faster
I'm putting more time and more effort right into this music and I'm proud to say that it matters
Fuck all you rappers that all sound the same
And I'm not afraid to call you out
Cause in the end I'll have more friends that give a fuck
And I won't have spent the bag I got when I was young man you're dumb
And I won't look back in 30 years and think about what I should've done and could've done
With the time I spent fucking bitches and flexing on people who listen
Yeah look at me from a distance
Underground rapper that just doesn't fit in
I got the vision that all of you rappers are missing
Misfit I dismiss the shit that they insist
I make music that I wanna make
Took a break but I'm back
Shake the hate the fake that makes you make mistakes
You hit the brakes I break the brakes
You sleep but I'm awake (woah aye)
I play the game
The stakes are high
But I'm the one who takes the cake
[Chorus]
Fast yeah
Fuck the problems in my past
They said I wouldn't last
But now I'm feeling gassed (yeah)
Yeah
Fuck the problems in my past
They said I wouldn't last
But now I'm feeling
[Verse 3]
Possibly anonymous
I never ever think about the consequence
You say I'll never ever make into rap but I gotta keep it positive
You sleeping on me like a sedative
And I'm always negative
And it's making me hesitate
TRA is a disgrace huh
Say that shit to my face
I know I'm insane it's not a mistake
Slow it down
Shit sounds like a hardcore mixtape
TRA dropping back to back to back to back
You could say I gotta knack for it
Shot gunning that bitch off the back porch
Spilling on the floor boards
And we going to
[Chorus]
Fast yeah
Fuck the problems in my past
They said I wouldn't last
But now I'm feeling gassed (yeah)
Yeah
Fuck the problems in my past
They said I wouldn't last
But now I'm feeling (woo)
Fast yeah
Fuck the problems in my past
They said I wouldn't last
But now I'm feeling gassed (yeah)
Yeah
Fuck the problems in my past
They said I wouldn't last
But now I'm feeling
[Verse 1]
Fast
Top the top
You flopped the drop
I really gotta mop the block
And clean the slate
I really gotta lick the plate
And cause your date to wait and leave and stay yeah
I don't wanna onomatopoeia but I really wanna go boom with the numbers and I really wanna zoom
Hit the room
Assume I spit the bars right out the womb
I can't resume I can't resume
I can't resume until they know that I consumе
I am their doom I'm too immune
I step right in thе room but you don't wanna upset me
I got an old car fuck a Bentley
Out of the teens in the twenties
And I'm always super friendly till you cross me
Fucking up the flow swear to god I rap on beat
Not a single person that can say that they taught me yeah (yeah)
What did they teach me? (what)
Nothing, self taught
But I get crossed at the crib
Not a lip from the people that think drip is better than the better flow
I got rhymes that are opposite of status quo
And I don't need to clap back like the ego of whack rap (like whack rap)
Yeah so fuck that
[Chorus]
Fast yeah
Fuck the problems in my past
They said I wouldn't last
But now I'm feeling gassed (yeah)
Yeah
Fuck the problems in my past
They said I wouldn't last
But now I'm feeling
[Verse 1]
Fuck it imma kill it and rip it and flip it and mix it and master that shit till I'm faster
I'm putting more time and more effort right into this music and I'm proud to say that it matters
Fuck all you rappers that all sound the same
And I'm not afraid to call you out
Cause in the end I'll have more friends that give a fuck
And I won't have spent the bag I got when I was young man you're dumb
And I won't look back in 30 years and think about what I should've done and could've done
With the time I spent fucking bitches and flexing on people who listen
Yeah look at me from a distance
Underground rapper that just doesn't fit in
I got the vision that all of you rappers are missing
Misfit I dismiss the shit that they insist
I make music that I wanna make
Took a break but I'm back
Shake the hate the fake that makes you make mistakes
You hit the brakes I break the brakes
You sleep but I'm awake (woah aye)
I play the game
The stakes are high
But I'm the one who takes the cake
[Chorus]
Fast yeah
Fuck the problems in my past
They said I wouldn't last
But now I'm feeling gassed (yeah)
Yeah
Fuck the problems in my past
They said I wouldn't last
But now I'm feeling
[Verse 3]
Possibly anonymous
I never ever think about the consequence
You say I'll never ever make into rap but I gotta keep it positive
You sleeping on me like a sedative
And I'm always negative
And it's making me hesitate
TRA is a disgrace huh
Say that shit to my face
I know I'm insane it's not a mistake
Slow it down
Shit sounds like a hardcore mixtape
TRA dropping back to back to back to back
You could say I gotta knack for it
Shot gunning that bitch off the back porch
Spilling on the floor boards
And we going to
[Chorus]
Fast yeah
Fuck the problems in my past
They said I wouldn't last
But now I'm feeling gassed (yeah)
Yeah
Fuck the problems in my past
They said I wouldn't last
But now I'm feeling (woo)
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