[Intro]

Mhm, you're listening to YhapoJJ

(Phew)

Fast Track', in a fast Track', yeah

In a fast Track', go

[Chorus]

Fast Track', in a fast Track', yeah (Fast Track')

Love you and I love ya, yeah (And I love ya, I really love ya)

In a fast Track' (I fucking love you), fast Track', in a fast Track' (In a fast Track'), yeah

I love you and I love ya, yeah, uh-oh-ooh (And I love ya)

Fast track, in a fast track

Living vision when the motherfucking time stop (Motherfucking time stop)

The time stop and the time stop (The time stop)

I can't be doing crime with niggas 'cause they drowned out (They motherfucking drop stop)

They dropping dimes nigga drowned out (Motherfucking drowned out)

I tell these niggas, "Get the fuck away from me, you stupid mall cop"

(You stupid mall cop)

Mall cops, mall cop

Tell this ho she fucking with the nigga, let me not, I'm just a small fry (A small fry)

I'm in the booth right now makin' a lil' song (A lil' song)

Tch, tch, tch, tch (I make a lil' song)

All alone, I'm in the studio right now, and I'm makin' songs (I made this song)

It's Thanksgiving right now, and I'm all alone (I'm all alone)

And I'm all alone

It's Thanksgiving right now, and I'm all alone (I'm sll alone, I said I'm all alone)

Yeah, Thanksgiving right now feel so all alone (Feel so all alone)

My niggas out right now, in they own home

My niggas with they family or they at the hole (Ooh)

Apologize for not bein' able to make it (Make it home), to the house (To the house)

I apologize not bein' able just to, make it, to the house (Just to make it, to the house)

And I really apologize, 'cause, I didn't make it (I didn't make it), to the house (To the house)

I really apologize, 'cause I didn't, I didn't make it, to the house (I didn't make it to the house)

I really apologize 'cause I, didn't make it, to the house (I didn't make it to the house)

All you niggas fakin', run 'em down (Nigga really fakin')

Nigga really fakin', get him out (These nigga really fakin')

Nigga really fakin', get 'em out (These nigga really fakin')

Fakin', kick him out (These nigga really fakin')

Where you be at? Bitch I'm in her mouth, yeah (These nigga really fakin')

Yeah, where you be at? Nigga, in her mouth

[Verse]

I'm walkin' on the stage and I know you love

Everything I, I walkin' out the crib and I know you here (And I know you)

But I still walk by (I walk by)

I'm grabbin' through your hair

Tell me everything that we did again (That we did again)

I'm tellin' you it's sweet (Tellin' you it's sweet)

You tellin' me everything that you want me to see (You want me to see)

[Chorus 2]

Do you remember, when we first met? (Do you remember when we first met?)

Do you remember what I first said? (Do you remember what I first said?)

Do you remember what we first had? (Do you remember what we first had?)

Do you remember when we first was sad? (Do you remember when we first was sad?)

Do you remember when we first ate? (Do you remember when we first ate?)

Do you remember on the first date? (Do you remember on the first date?)

Do you remember all the worst days? (Do you remember all the worst days?)

Do you remember all my worst days? (Do you remember all my worst days?)

I know I leave you in the worst way (You know I leave you in the worst way)

I know they left me in the worst way (I know they left me in the worst way)

You people tellin' me they love me if it's so fake

You people tellin' me they love me if it's so fake (And it's so fake)

Let these hoes do what they do, they have they ho days

Let these hoes do what they do, they have they ho ways

Let these hoes do what they do, they have they ho days

Yeah, and fuck on you

Let these hoes do what they do, they have they ho days

Let these hoes do what they do, they have they ho ways

Let these hoes do what they do, they have they ho way

My niggas so paid

I thank God every morning, I get so paid

I wake up and get to workin', I get to it

It's time to get paid

[Outro: Chantal Kreviazuk & DJ Screw]

Right, woo

I know you don't love me, baby

They're trying to take you away from me

Only over my dead body, oh

Three in the morning, still going down