"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.
I'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ring
I'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ring
I'm so addicted to makin' money it's funny
My speakers beat the block so the hatas they hear me comin'
The can of paint flippin' and swervin' it make ya pick up
Today I'm feelin' good so I'm destined to pick a bitch up
Put it all on my chedda my diamonds shinnin' like I'm richer
But chrome wheels spinnin' so people can take a picture
Ain't never comin' flo throw some diamonds in my jaw
Put some pipes on the back I be shakin' them hatas off
Stay connected wit some head bussas hatas comin' round
But ain't no competition dug them bitches in the ground
'Cause I'm balln' like I'm posed to money in the bank
Wanna get on my level but they flo'n they know they can't
I'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ring
I'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ring
Big bang take lil' bang fuck what you damn think
Gettin' to the bread and look blind by the pinky ring
Disorderly conduct I could really give a fuck
Stay buck in the crowd and yo face staight sippin' crunk
I'm gettin' to the money so fuck the nonsense
I'm a G motha fucka I leave your head in dents
I got that action yeah I make money with a pasion
Like E-40 with clips I load clips on the mac
And man I'm gettin' rich so fuck the bullshit
Gotta swing on a nigga man fuck that bitch
'Cause I don't know what you been told
But I got gats and I got jewels
And scrappy talkin' shit I fuck yo bitch on the regula
I'm gettin' paid, look shorty I damage ya
Them hoes gon' love me, hatas wanna bust me
And I pitty the fool who really wanna touch me 'cause
I'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ring
I'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ring
See this money I made it, baby shake it for daddy
Go get your friends and pussy pop it for me a Lil' Scrappy
And niggas don't wait I'll stab ya that 45 I grab it
And cock it back and let you pussy mothafuckas back
Who want it you seen it I did it?
Bitch I switch glocks and switch spots if it get hot
Switch rocks and switch bras on they ass
And then I keep 'em admiring my long dreds and glasses
Now I'mma flip paint, flip paint smoke daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank with diamonds in my teeth and chain
And check out my pinky ring, you know it's blingin man
I'm jumpin' outta the Benz with diamonds all on my wrist and thangs
I'm gettin' to this paper like I'm supposed to be
Muh'fucka in the street label me a young G
Diamonds in my pinky ring, get my watch and my chains
Bringin' pain to the gain lickin' all of these lanes
A K A mister T the platinum version
Every nigga gonna hate if they're pockets be hurtin'
Straight from Atlanta told me web was like a black pantha
Stackin' paper like my name was Tony Montana
It's G's up so get your G's up
I don't like to get violent but I'll fuck your ass up
Hey, you don't really wanna taste my nuts
Make a meal out the deal and I'm still gettin' bucked
I'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ring
I'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ring
I'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ring
I'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ring
Money in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ring
I'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ring
I'm so addicted to makin' money it's funny
My speakers beat the block so the hatas they hear me comin'
The can of paint flippin' and swervin' it make ya pick up
Today I'm feelin' good so I'm destined to pick a bitch up
Put it all on my chedda my diamonds shinnin' like I'm richer
But chrome wheels spinnin' so people can take a picture
Ain't never comin' flo throw some diamonds in my jaw
Put some pipes on the back I be shakin' them hatas off
Stay connected wit some head bussas hatas comin' round
But ain't no competition dug them bitches in the ground
'Cause I'm balln' like I'm posed to money in the bank
Wanna get on my level but they flo'n they know they can't
I'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ring
I'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ring
Big bang take lil' bang fuck what you damn think
Gettin' to the bread and look blind by the pinky ring
Disorderly conduct I could really give a fuck
Stay buck in the crowd and yo face staight sippin' crunk
I'm gettin' to the money so fuck the nonsense
I'm a G motha fucka I leave your head in dents
I got that action yeah I make money with a pasion
Like E-40 with clips I load clips on the mac
And man I'm gettin' rich so fuck the bullshit
Gotta swing on a nigga man fuck that bitch
'Cause I don't know what you been told
But I got gats and I got jewels
And scrappy talkin' shit I fuck yo bitch on the regula
I'm gettin' paid, look shorty I damage ya
Them hoes gon' love me, hatas wanna bust me
And I pitty the fool who really wanna touch me 'cause
I'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ring
I'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ring
See this money I made it, baby shake it for daddy
Go get your friends and pussy pop it for me a Lil' Scrappy
And niggas don't wait I'll stab ya that 45 I grab it
And cock it back and let you pussy mothafuckas back
Who want it you seen it I did it?
Bitch I switch glocks and switch spots if it get hot
Switch rocks and switch bras on they ass
And then I keep 'em admiring my long dreds and glasses
Now I'mma flip paint, flip paint smoke daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank with diamonds in my teeth and chain
And check out my pinky ring, you know it's blingin man
I'm jumpin' outta the Benz with diamonds all on my wrist and thangs
I'm gettin' to this paper like I'm supposed to be
Muh'fucka in the street label me a young G
Diamonds in my pinky ring, get my watch and my chains
Bringin' pain to the gain lickin' all of these lanes
A K A mister T the platinum version
Every nigga gonna hate if they're pockets be hurtin'
Straight from Atlanta told me web was like a black pantha
Stackin' paper like my name was Tony Montana
It's G's up so get your G's up
I don't like to get violent but I'll fuck your ass up
Hey, you don't really wanna taste my nuts
Make a meal out the deal and I'm still gettin' bucked
I'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ring
I'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ring
I'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ring
I'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daint
Money in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ring
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