Kool G. Rap Fast Life lyrics

The time has come, we gotta expand
The whole operation, distribution
New York, to Chicago, L.A.
We gotta set our own market and enforce it

Champagne wishes of caviar dreams, a penis didn't cream
With sales of fish scales from triple beams I gleam
Livin' the live of rowdy packin' fifty cali's
Rockin' lizard Bally's while we do our drug deal in a dark alley

Up in casinos just me and my dino primo
Pushin' beam-o's then parlay in Reno with two fly Latinos
Nas, he runs the whole staff, we count mad for seen bad
We've seen a half a milli dashin' out there on the Queens half

Three major players gettin', papers by the layers
And those that portray us on the block get rocked like Domateus
Fakers get used to shootin', targets, soon as the dark hits
Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet

Those that cheat us try to beat us, we got hookers with heaters
That'll stray pop and put more shells in your top than Adidas
Da leaders lookin' straight crimy in our Giorgio Armani's
You wanna harm me and Nas, you gotta come get through a whole army

The celo rollers money folders sippin' bola holdin' mad payola
Slangin' a Coke without the Cola
Me and black don't fake jacks but we might sling one
It ain't no shame in our game we do our thing son

Livin' the fast life, in fast cars
Everywhere we go, people know who we are
A team from out of Queens with the American dream
So we're plottin' up a scheme to get the seven figure cream

Livin' the fast life, in fast cars
Everywhere we go, people know who we are
A team from out of Queens with the American dream
So we're plottin' up a scheme to get the seven figure cream

Yo I got, guns from Italy, smoke trees, considerably
Midstate and green it seems, is where all my niggaz be
The ghetto misery, shootouts and liquor stores
A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

Police searchin' up my Lex over who's petrol
My tech blows straight off the roof and tests yo' respect though
But dough don't respect me, it got me handcuffed
The rough life, I just be up nights, breathin' with scuffed Nike's

Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs
These years I got they names in my swears
Poppin' Cristal like it's my first child, lickin' shots, holiday style
Rockin' Steele sweaters, Wallaby down

Twenty four carats, countin' cabbage, like the Arabs
The marriage of me and the mic is just like magic
Elegant performance, bubble Lex full insurance
Guzzlin' Guinness shootin' catchin' cases concurrent

It's Nas, seven hundred wives, King Solomon size

We on the rise, me and G, ghetto wise guys
The Luciano Frankie Aiel, Bugsy Seagal
Green papers with eagles from a tray that's illegal

Brother you've got to make it happen
Yeah, yeah get this money, yeah
Brother you've got to make it happen
When you're livin' in the fast life, hey, yeah, yeah

Aiyyo my lifestyle's exquisite, yayo like a blizzard
It's choir attire standin' on ground with one pivot
Two players rockin' silk blazers and diamonds like glaciers
Lands with name brand seats reclinin' like in spaceships

Bodies on ice, livin' trife, rollin' fixed up dice
Gamblin' Grants, handlin' stamps, moves are sheist
My bankrolls, got the cops comin' in plain clothes
Tryin' to arraign again cause of our fame that's how the game goes

True, right out the slammer with the fame and glamour
Cookin' up grams with arm and hammer
Supplyin' scramblers in Alabama
Rub out faces and leave no traces

My aces got mad body cases
Preserve spaces at the horse races
Servin' us Dom P my cliquo
Dimes with magnifico, puttin' in cut inside, perico

Heat for foes, shoppin' sprees with my fleet for clothes
In Carribean suites, deep, rippin' beats with flows
Aiyyo, we went from standin' on blocks, without some socks
Sellin' rocks, to pickin' up stock and boat docks with glocks

And got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills
Packin' all the blue steel we keeps it real inside the battlefield
Yeah so here's a toast to the funds and things
Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings

Livin' the fast life, in fast cars
Everywhere we go, people know who we are
A team from out of Queens with the American dream
So we're plottin' up a scheme to get the seven figure cream

Livin' the fast life, in fast cars
Everywhere we go, people know who we are
A team from out of Queens with the American dream
So we're plottin' up a scheme to get the seven figure cream

Brother I got to make it happen
Yes, get this money, yo
You know I got to make it happen
Yes, get this money, yo

Livin' in the fast life, I'm livin' in the fast life
Livin' in the fast life, oh yeah
Livin' in the fast life, I'm livin' in the fast life
Livin' in the fast life, livin' in the fast life