"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.
Girl, this summer, you'll be looking for (yeah)
You'll be looking for me while I'm riding in
That brand new whip you wanted (ooh, yeah yeah)
All I ever asked for was patience
(That's all I ever asked and you know it)
Patience and pussy but mostly patience (yeah, yeah)
('Cause you gon' use it anyway)
Swear I used to keep you faded
Now you're waiting for something better
But girl, what's better than this? (Ooh)
We were supposed to do big things ('posed to do big things)
Now you're waiting for something better
But girl, what's better than this?
Popping champagne over here
Girl, it ain't a thang over here
Throwing money fast over here
Blowing all this cash over here (yeah)
Popping champagne over here (over here)
Girl, it ain't a thang over here (over here)
Throwing money fast over here (over here)
Blowing all this cash on this side
Me and my niggas bucking head first
You supposed to be there when my head hurt
Used to be going out hardly, now we wanna party
Celebration on me, well what's up?
Pay homage, I roll through the city like young Sheikh Mohammed
It can't be that hard to find us
Go to Jungle, pick up my Ethiopian Goddess
That's when words spread, a Bugatti is in the projects
The boy home, used to take the bus to the block
Now summertime whips come through and bust up the block
I remember seeing Nikk's having to bust up a block
And sell the work right to Hush
Y'all niggas must have forgot
But I was there Nas don shit
Couple things sit on my conscience
With that said, look at all we accomplished
And sure this ain't Compton
But this ain't a fairy tale land neither
We all lost mad people, the city wild
They gave the task to a purposeful child
Verses start to get a little more personal now
But that's 'cause everybody else sound is so played out though
Oliver North in the cut Dolce'd out though
A thousand dollar bottle it get poured straight out though
I'm screaming OVO on the whole way out though
I'm back boy for real, I'm that boy for real
I got hits, nigga, you just a bat boy for real
Backwoods get peeled, I smoke away all the tears
Nothing was the same man, including y'all careers
The new Cash Money, the new Roc-A-Fella
Bunch of young rich niggas, turn around if you jealous, boy
Popping champagne over here
Girl, it ain't a thang over here
Throwing money fast over here
Blowing all this cash over here (right right)
Popping champagne over here (one time)
Girl, it ain't a thang over here (two time)
Throwing money fast over here (over here)
Blowing all this cash on this side
You'll be looking for me while I'm riding in
That brand new whip you wanted (ooh, yeah yeah)
All I ever asked for was patience
(That's all I ever asked and you know it)
Patience and pussy but mostly patience (yeah, yeah)
('Cause you gon' use it anyway)
Swear I used to keep you faded
Now you're waiting for something better
But girl, what's better than this? (Ooh)
We were supposed to do big things ('posed to do big things)
Now you're waiting for something better
But girl, what's better than this?
Popping champagne over here
Girl, it ain't a thang over here
Throwing money fast over here
Blowing all this cash over here (yeah)
Popping champagne over here (over here)
Girl, it ain't a thang over here (over here)
Throwing money fast over here (over here)
Blowing all this cash on this side
Me and my niggas bucking head first
You supposed to be there when my head hurt
Used to be going out hardly, now we wanna party
Celebration on me, well what's up?
Pay homage, I roll through the city like young Sheikh Mohammed
It can't be that hard to find us
Go to Jungle, pick up my Ethiopian Goddess
That's when words spread, a Bugatti is in the projects
The boy home, used to take the bus to the block
Now summertime whips come through and bust up the block
I remember seeing Nikk's having to bust up a block
And sell the work right to Hush
Y'all niggas must have forgot
But I was there Nas don shit
Couple things sit on my conscience
With that said, look at all we accomplished
And sure this ain't Compton
But this ain't a fairy tale land neither
We all lost mad people, the city wild
They gave the task to a purposeful child
Verses start to get a little more personal now
But that's 'cause everybody else sound is so played out though
Oliver North in the cut Dolce'd out though
A thousand dollar bottle it get poured straight out though
I'm screaming OVO on the whole way out though
I'm back boy for real, I'm that boy for real
I got hits, nigga, you just a bat boy for real
Backwoods get peeled, I smoke away all the tears
Nothing was the same man, including y'all careers
The new Cash Money, the new Roc-A-Fella
Bunch of young rich niggas, turn around if you jealous, boy
Popping champagne over here
Girl, it ain't a thang over here
Throwing money fast over here
Blowing all this cash over here (right right)
Popping champagne over here (one time)
Girl, it ain't a thang over here (two time)
Throwing money fast over here (over here)
Blowing all this cash on this side
Lyrics submitted by YourCullingSong
Over Here Lyrics as written by Anthony Palman Aubrey Graham
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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