des0003 - Fast Living Lyrics

I'm really trying to get it
I'm really trying to ball dawg, it's my fault I'm the one God called on
If you don't fight for what you want, you won't get some
If you ain't deserve no respect, you don't get none
Who am I
Just a really young hustler
Dawg, you're just a youngster
Really just a buster
Keep your mouth closed, I can teach you how to hustle
Tryna lead my people out the motherf*ckin' struggle
These people want war, these people want problems
You don't gotta worry, lay low, creep up on em
You just wanna talk, go ahead, keep talking
Me, I don't talk, I just keep on walking
I've been in the booth, in the studio working
But everywhere I go, I see demons lurking
They really want my soul
They tryna damn me for eternity
Why my own family tryna find my insecurities
I just wanna success and, right now I'm securing it
I'm just being real
I ain't keeping up appearances
Why I keep tryna get a feel, I never fell from you
I love life, that's why I smiled when I came out from you
Speaking on it, don't mean I give a f*ck
I was 13, I was doing what I want
Things I do, you can't do it so you hate
Y'all got lame in your f*cking DNA
Judging me because I went the wrong way
Creating shit, I can do it all day
Medication, no it really ain't for me
I remember I was popping pills at 13
You remember too, because you found them in my jeans
Told me it was bad, you ain't tell me what it means
Told me it was bad, you ain't tell me what it means
Tell me what it means
Medication, no it really ain't for me
I remember I was popping pills at 13
You remember to, because you found them in my jeans
Told me it was bad, but you ain't tell me what it means
Tell me what it means
I lost my first love I was an addict in my teens
I was an addict in my teens
Lost my first love I was an addict in my teens
But I'm really trying to get it
I'm really trying to ball, dawg
It's my fault I'm the one God called on
If you don't fight for what you want, you won't get some
If you ain't deserve no respect, you don't get none
Who am I
Just a really young hustler
Dawg, you just a youngster
Really just a buster
Keep your mouth closed, I can teach you how to hustle
I'm trying to lead my people out the motherf*cking struggle
These people want war, these people want problems
You don't got to worry, lay low, creep up on em
You just want to talk
Go ahead, keep talking
Me, I don't talk
I just keep on walking
I've been in the booth, in the studio working
But everywhere I go, I see demons lurking
They really want my soul
They trying to damn me for eternity
Why my own family tryin' to find my insecurities