"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.
Yeah
Yeah, hey
Got my nigga thuggin' with me
(Hey could you move please?)
(Thanks)
Rich Homie Baby!
Paparazzi trying to take pictures tell the folk to get the fuck out my face
(Get the fuck out my face)
I don't fuck with twelve 'cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation
(Motherfuck police)
I fucked a nigga's bitch and now he trippin better tellem get the fuck out my face
I got it tucked in my jeans
And I got my nigga Thug with me
And he gon tell you get the fuck out my face
Please get the fuck out my face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Someone get him out my face (Please get the fuck out my face))
Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my face
Hundreds stashed in Robin's (Hundreds stashed in Robin's )
I won't tell nobody! (I won't tell nobody!)
I won't touch your body! (I won't touch you, baby!
Ass soft as jelly
I'm the real Tony Montana I got fifty naked bitches on a banana boat
Your jewelry sunny, Young Thugger need loc's
My water heavy, I need me a float
He got them birds in the fender bender
Thugger let your bitch suck him up in rentals
Call me with the deal like fucking pickle, yeah
I just went platinum like a fucking nickel
How the hell you think I won't go? (What?)
How the fuck you feel I ain't go?
Everything I say I stand up to it (What?)
Nigga count ill like he fucking Jewish!
I can't read substituted rights
Get the fuck out my face, or else we fight! (What?)
I hate that we the next superstar boy
If you don't know, I tell them, Quan!
Paparazzi trying to take pictures tell the folk to get the fuck out my face
(Get the fuck out my face)
I don't fuck with twelve 'cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation
(Motherfuck police)
I fucked a nigga's bitch and now he trippin better tellem get the fuck out my face
I got it tucked in my jeans
And I got my nigga Thug with me
And he gon tell you get the fuck out my face
Why don't you get the fuck out my face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Someone get him out my face (Please get the fuck out my face))
Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my face
Get the fuck out my face unless you own me some money!
Get the fuck out my face,
Fuck nigga where the hell you was at when a nigga had nothing!
I'm talking when the nigga he was hustling (I was hustling!)
I'm talking about the pork 'n beans and weenies
I was eating every night before the grubbing
I'm talking bout a little money I was getting before 18
Way before the clubbing!
Now I got my sack right, nigga
Still in the trap house kitchen
Let some of money come up missing
Fuck around, slap the shit out of all these niggas!
Trap house bumpin got all these pistols
My nigga thug rich broke doing all that whipping
And I got a .44, I ain't gotta call no killer (No, nigga!)
More money, more problems
I can solve that issue (let go!)
If it's off my hip I'mma pull that motherfucker back just like a sling shot
And you ain't hold your homie down like you suppose to
'Cause he ain't never been heard of a green dot
He ain't got all that shit he say
He ain't bout rappers trying to beat his way
Please boy
I see folks trying to take pictures so I'm like hold up wait
Freeze boy!
Paparazzi trying to take pictures tell the folk to get the fuck out my face
(Get the fuck out my face)
I don't fuck with twelve 'cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation
(Motherfuck police)
I fucked a nigga's bitch and now he trippin better tellem get the fuck out my face
I got it tucked in my jeans
And I got my nigga Thug with me
And he gon tell you get the fuck out my face
Why don't you get the fuck out my face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Someone get him out my face (Please get the fuck out my face))
Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my face
Paparazzi trying to take pictures tell the folk to get the fuck out my face (get the fuck out my face)
I don't fuck with twelve cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation (Motherfuck police)
I fucked a nigga's bitch and I ain't trippin better tellem get the fuck out my face
Hey. Hey, hey
Get the fuck out my face ye
Get the fuck out my faa-aace
Fuck nigga get the fuck out my face
If I don't know you better get the fuck out my face
Yeah, Yeah
Please get the fuck out my face
Yeah, hey
Got my nigga thuggin' with me
(Hey could you move please?)
(Thanks)
Rich Homie Baby!
Paparazzi trying to take pictures tell the folk to get the fuck out my face
(Get the fuck out my face)
I don't fuck with twelve 'cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation
(Motherfuck police)
I fucked a nigga's bitch and now he trippin better tellem get the fuck out my face
I got it tucked in my jeans
And I got my nigga Thug with me
And he gon tell you get the fuck out my face
Please get the fuck out my face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Someone get him out my face (Please get the fuck out my face))
Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my face
Hundreds stashed in Robin's (Hundreds stashed in Robin's )
I won't tell nobody! (I won't tell nobody!)
I won't touch your body! (I won't touch you, baby!
Ass soft as jelly
I'm the real Tony Montana I got fifty naked bitches on a banana boat
Your jewelry sunny, Young Thugger need loc's
My water heavy, I need me a float
He got them birds in the fender bender
Thugger let your bitch suck him up in rentals
Call me with the deal like fucking pickle, yeah
I just went platinum like a fucking nickel
How the hell you think I won't go? (What?)
How the fuck you feel I ain't go?
Everything I say I stand up to it (What?)
Nigga count ill like he fucking Jewish!
I can't read substituted rights
Get the fuck out my face, or else we fight! (What?)
I hate that we the next superstar boy
If you don't know, I tell them, Quan!
Paparazzi trying to take pictures tell the folk to get the fuck out my face
(Get the fuck out my face)
I don't fuck with twelve 'cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation
(Motherfuck police)
I fucked a nigga's bitch and now he trippin better tellem get the fuck out my face
I got it tucked in my jeans
And I got my nigga Thug with me
And he gon tell you get the fuck out my face
Why don't you get the fuck out my face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Someone get him out my face (Please get the fuck out my face))
Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my face
Get the fuck out my face unless you own me some money!
Get the fuck out my face,
Fuck nigga where the hell you was at when a nigga had nothing!
I'm talking when the nigga he was hustling (I was hustling!)
I'm talking about the pork 'n beans and weenies
I was eating every night before the grubbing
I'm talking bout a little money I was getting before 18
Way before the clubbing!
Now I got my sack right, nigga
Still in the trap house kitchen
Let some of money come up missing
Fuck around, slap the shit out of all these niggas!
Trap house bumpin got all these pistols
My nigga thug rich broke doing all that whipping
And I got a .44, I ain't gotta call no killer (No, nigga!)
More money, more problems
I can solve that issue (let go!)
If it's off my hip I'mma pull that motherfucker back just like a sling shot
And you ain't hold your homie down like you suppose to
'Cause he ain't never been heard of a green dot
He ain't got all that shit he say
He ain't bout rappers trying to beat his way
Please boy
I see folks trying to take pictures so I'm like hold up wait
Freeze boy!
Paparazzi trying to take pictures tell the folk to get the fuck out my face
(Get the fuck out my face)
I don't fuck with twelve 'cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation
(Motherfuck police)
I fucked a nigga's bitch and now he trippin better tellem get the fuck out my face
I got it tucked in my jeans
And I got my nigga Thug with me
And he gon tell you get the fuck out my face
Why don't you get the fuck out my face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Someone get him out my face (Please get the fuck out my face))
Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face (Please get the fuck out my face)
Please get the fuck out my face
Paparazzi trying to take pictures tell the folk to get the fuck out my face (get the fuck out my face)
I don't fuck with twelve cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation (Motherfuck police)
I fucked a nigga's bitch and I ain't trippin better tellem get the fuck out my face
Hey. Hey, hey
Get the fuck out my face ye
Get the fuck out my faa-aace
Fuck nigga get the fuck out my face
If I don't know you better get the fuck out my face
Yeah, Yeah
Please get the fuck out my face
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
Get TF Out My Face Lyrics as written by Dequantes Devontay Lamar Clarence Lazar Gray
Lyrics © The Administration MP, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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