"Fast car" is kind of a continuation of Bruce Springsteen's "Born to Run." It has all the clawing your way to a better life, but in this case the protagonist never makes it with her love; in fact she is dragged back down by him.
There is still an amazing amount of hope and will in the lyrics; and the lyrics themselve rank and easy five. If only music was stronger it would be one of those great radio songs that you hear once a week 20 years after it was released. The imagery is almost tear-jerking ("City lights lay out before us", "Speeds so fast felt like I was drunk"), and the idea of starting from nothing and just driving and working and denigrating yourself for a chance at being just above poverty, then losing in the end is just painful and inspiring at the same time.
Akon and B. I.G. yeah
Niggaz talkin' it but ain't livin' it
Cristyle pop I'm sippin' it, mob hats and lizard shit
Gator chunks bitch, rollin' blunts with the willyist of the Willie
Hitch link cop, M1's and 9-Milli's, stories like a motherfucker
Model bitch is wonderin' if I'ma fuck with her
She knows I treat my bitches like gavana
Dolce and Gabbana drippin', Big Poppa never slippin'
H-Class diamond, shinin', dinner with wifey whinin', dinin'
Smokin' cigars and Bogatar with Columbian nigga's
Named Panama and Enrique and shit, games we play, life endin'
Bitches bendin' over with ease for a pair of Moschino jeans
Donna Karan Tank-top I got your bank stock, say who's on top?
Benjamins under the rest of them, advancing from duplex to mansion
Stashin' keys, hidin' g's over seas, VCR's in my veins
Game elevates, money I make into stocks and real estate, bitch
Jet-skiing in the Caribbean, white sand, discussin' plans with my man
Dark blue land, smoke tint, chrome rims
And a system that leave my rear views trembling
Whatchu gonna do when poppa catch ya attitude
Drop to your knees and show gratitude
Kiss my ring, it's a frank white thing
I stay potent, bitches devoted, take my dick and deep throat it
Eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this hour glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this grand design
Is there anybody out there living
4, 5, 6's on the streets they shootin'
Is there any money out there for me?
You just listen to this hustler's story
Picture me, a product of the zone three
Scareless, don't know what I am supposed to be
Shit 'cause, money never came to me
When shit shout, I suffered unshamelessly
The Lord humble nigga's especially if they act like
They too big for they draws when they stacks right
Think I'm bullshittin' a buncha niggas back like
Right back home hungry, they stacks gone they forget price
I know a nigga sold his soul for a nickel rock
I know some hoe's for some dro you can hit the cock
I know a nigga workin' 9-5 been on it
Fifteen years ain't got a car to drive
I know some niggas wanna act hard flicks bitch
Fake jack boys, can't rob, get killed
Got kinfolk back yard big whips
That's got to lift my homeboys this year
Eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this hour glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this grand design
Is there anybody out there living
4, 5, 6's on the streets they shootin'
Is there any money out there for me?
You just listen to this hustler's story
Akon, while B.I.G. is sittin' up with Enrique
I'm on the coastline politician' with Jose
We got the birds flyin' in the Coupe all day
Tryin' to find a new way to smuggle in pure yay
We 'bout our business, ain't no small time thiefs
If you ain't growing the caine then we ain't gonna meet
See, I am the one to call when things get deep
And my Africans will put your main man to sleep
Now, in Mexico far from the block
Tryin' to figure out how many glocks to a box
Now, sellin' arms is what has rocks in my socks
If you can show me the money, here's the keys to the lock
Now, yeah, you know the streets is my territory
Ain't scared of nothing, let you fear it for me
Yeah, whether win, lose or draw
Believe the death is waiting for all
Eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this hour glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this grand design
Is there anybody out there living
4, 5, 6's on the streets they shootin'
Is there any money out there for me?
You just listen to this hustler's story
Nigga's is quick to chuck rocks and hide hands
Make a break for it, get away from it
That was the plan but
The whole time I've been plotting on this man
Caught him slipping and sleepin'
I hit his ass with the cane
Here's something that you can't understand
How can one be so cold and snatch a nigga so down
I am on some get back shit, there comes a time
In every mans mind when he's deeper than dollar signs
I been on the grind, got homies doing time
Behind niggas actin' like bitches and bitches droppin' dimes
Duckin' and dockin', pussy's is red wise
Niggaz is been telling no, there ain't no way that it slimmed
But nothin', we gotta ride and and we gotta die
So you catch up to his ass before I catch up, give him mine
But that's one thing the real nigga here despise
I'm a 5K one killer, I've set his ass on fire
Eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this hour glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this grand design
Is there anybody out there living
4, 5, 6's on the streets they shootin'
Is there any money out there for me?
You just listen to this hustler's story
Niggaz talkin' it but ain't livin' it
Cristyle pop I'm sippin' it, mob hats and lizard shit
Gator chunks bitch, rollin' blunts with the willyist of the Willie
Hitch link cop, M1's and 9-Milli's, stories like a motherfucker
Model bitch is wonderin' if I'ma fuck with her
She knows I treat my bitches like gavana
Dolce and Gabbana drippin', Big Poppa never slippin'
H-Class diamond, shinin', dinner with wifey whinin', dinin'
Smokin' cigars and Bogatar with Columbian nigga's
Named Panama and Enrique and shit, games we play, life endin'
Bitches bendin' over with ease for a pair of Moschino jeans
Donna Karan Tank-top I got your bank stock, say who's on top?
Benjamins under the rest of them, advancing from duplex to mansion
Stashin' keys, hidin' g's over seas, VCR's in my veins
Game elevates, money I make into stocks and real estate, bitch
Jet-skiing in the Caribbean, white sand, discussin' plans with my man
Dark blue land, smoke tint, chrome rims
And a system that leave my rear views trembling
Whatchu gonna do when poppa catch ya attitude
Drop to your knees and show gratitude
Kiss my ring, it's a frank white thing
I stay potent, bitches devoted, take my dick and deep throat it
Eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this hour glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this grand design
Is there anybody out there living
4, 5, 6's on the streets they shootin'
Is there any money out there for me?
You just listen to this hustler's story
Picture me, a product of the zone three
Scareless, don't know what I am supposed to be
Shit 'cause, money never came to me
When shit shout, I suffered unshamelessly
The Lord humble nigga's especially if they act like
They too big for they draws when they stacks right
Think I'm bullshittin' a buncha niggas back like
Right back home hungry, they stacks gone they forget price
I know a nigga sold his soul for a nickel rock
I know some hoe's for some dro you can hit the cock
I know a nigga workin' 9-5 been on it
Fifteen years ain't got a car to drive
I know some niggas wanna act hard flicks bitch
Fake jack boys, can't rob, get killed
Got kinfolk back yard big whips
That's got to lift my homeboys this year
Eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this hour glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this grand design
Is there anybody out there living
4, 5, 6's on the streets they shootin'
Is there any money out there for me?
You just listen to this hustler's story
Akon, while B.I.G. is sittin' up with Enrique
I'm on the coastline politician' with Jose
We got the birds flyin' in the Coupe all day
Tryin' to find a new way to smuggle in pure yay
We 'bout our business, ain't no small time thiefs
If you ain't growing the caine then we ain't gonna meet
See, I am the one to call when things get deep
And my Africans will put your main man to sleep
Now, in Mexico far from the block
Tryin' to figure out how many glocks to a box
Now, sellin' arms is what has rocks in my socks
If you can show me the money, here's the keys to the lock
Now, yeah, you know the streets is my territory
Ain't scared of nothing, let you fear it for me
Yeah, whether win, lose or draw
Believe the death is waiting for all
Eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this hour glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this grand design
Is there anybody out there living
4, 5, 6's on the streets they shootin'
Is there any money out there for me?
You just listen to this hustler's story
Nigga's is quick to chuck rocks and hide hands
Make a break for it, get away from it
That was the plan but
The whole time I've been plotting on this man
Caught him slipping and sleepin'
I hit his ass with the cane
Here's something that you can't understand
How can one be so cold and snatch a nigga so down
I am on some get back shit, there comes a time
In every mans mind when he's deeper than dollar signs
I been on the grind, got homies doing time
Behind niggas actin' like bitches and bitches droppin' dimes
Duckin' and dockin', pussy's is red wise
Niggaz is been telling no, there ain't no way that it slimmed
But nothin', we gotta ride and and we gotta die
So you catch up to his ass before I catch up, give him mine
But that's one thing the real nigga here despise
I'm a 5K one killer, I've set his ass on fire
Eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this hour glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this grand design
Is there anybody out there living
4, 5, 6's on the streets they shootin'
Is there any money out there for me?
You just listen to this hustler's story
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