"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.
Uh, uh
We blowin' money fast on this side, nigga
Catch up, nigga
I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover
Whippin' work, Hallelujah
One nation, under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fucking start
I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover
Gettin' work, Hallelujah
One nation under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fucking start
My Rolls Royce triple black
I'm geechee, ho
Balling in the club, bottles like I'm Meechy, ho
Rozay, that's my nickname
Cocaine runnin' in my big vein
Self-made, you just affiliated
I built it ground up, you bought it renovated
Talking plenty capers, nothing's been authenticated
Funny you claimin' the same bitch that I'm penetratin'
Hold the bottles up, where my comrades?
Where the fucking felons, where my dogs at?
I got that Archie Bunker
And it's so white I just might charge ya double
I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover
Whippin' work, Hallelujah
One nation, under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fucking start
I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover
Gettin' work, Hallelujah
One nation under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fucking start
These motherfuckers mad that I'm icy
Stunt so hard make 'em come indict me
I think I'm Big Meech, look at my time piece
It's an Audemar, hundred racks at least
Look at yourself, now look at me
You can't see a nigga, I'm what you used to be
Look at it this way, you niggas sideways
Always getting money, my nigga crime pays
So fuck a nigga, I'm self-made
You a sucka nigga, I'm self-paid
This for my broke niggas, this for my rich niggas
Got a hundred on a head of a snitch nigga
I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover
Whippin' work, Hallelujah
One nation, under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fucking start
I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover
Gettin' work, Hallelujah
One nation under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fucking start
The thirty-six holes leave you bleedin' fam
Word to them thirty-six O's in a kilogram
Blunt tip, orange like Caviar
Wild n' out, fishtailin', Subaru Rally car
Out the passenger, lettin' the automatty off
A egg of that girl'll knock ya mommy and ya daddy off
Fuck around and knock the emblem on the Caddy off
Four-shooters buggin' out, blickin' at ya Caddy doors
And did I mention, guns from Red Dead Redemption
Nine mils, fifty clip extensions?
Coke is like a mattress in the hood, I'm flippin' on it
And the money's like a chair, I'm sittin' on it
I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover
Whippin' work, Hallelujah
One nation, under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fucking start
I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover
Gettin' work, Hallelujah
One nation under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fucking start
We blowin' money fast on this side, nigga
Catch up, nigga
I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover
Whippin' work, Hallelujah
One nation, under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fucking start
I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover
Gettin' work, Hallelujah
One nation under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fucking start
My Rolls Royce triple black
I'm geechee, ho
Balling in the club, bottles like I'm Meechy, ho
Rozay, that's my nickname
Cocaine runnin' in my big vein
Self-made, you just affiliated
I built it ground up, you bought it renovated
Talking plenty capers, nothing's been authenticated
Funny you claimin' the same bitch that I'm penetratin'
Hold the bottles up, where my comrades?
Where the fucking felons, where my dogs at?
I got that Archie Bunker
And it's so white I just might charge ya double
I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover
Whippin' work, Hallelujah
One nation, under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fucking start
I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover
Gettin' work, Hallelujah
One nation under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fucking start
These motherfuckers mad that I'm icy
Stunt so hard make 'em come indict me
I think I'm Big Meech, look at my time piece
It's an Audemar, hundred racks at least
Look at yourself, now look at me
You can't see a nigga, I'm what you used to be
Look at it this way, you niggas sideways
Always getting money, my nigga crime pays
So fuck a nigga, I'm self-made
You a sucka nigga, I'm self-paid
This for my broke niggas, this for my rich niggas
Got a hundred on a head of a snitch nigga
I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover
Whippin' work, Hallelujah
One nation, under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fucking start
I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover
Gettin' work, Hallelujah
One nation under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fucking start
The thirty-six holes leave you bleedin' fam
Word to them thirty-six O's in a kilogram
Blunt tip, orange like Caviar
Wild n' out, fishtailin', Subaru Rally car
Out the passenger, lettin' the automatty off
A egg of that girl'll knock ya mommy and ya daddy off
Fuck around and knock the emblem on the Caddy off
Four-shooters buggin' out, blickin' at ya Caddy doors
And did I mention, guns from Red Dead Redemption
Nine mils, fifty clip extensions?
Coke is like a mattress in the hood, I'm flippin' on it
And the money's like a chair, I'm sittin' on it
I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover
Whippin' work, Hallelujah
One nation, under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fucking start
I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover
Gettin' work, Hallelujah
One nation under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fucking start
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B.M.F. (Blowin' Money Fast) Lyrics as written by David Styles William Roberts
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