[Intro] Yeah Fresh off the motherf*cking broadcast And I’m here, fuego nigga Yeah, hey, uh, it’s happening fast Yeah, uh [Verse] I told niggas on the low, but they ain’t hear it though Boy that man in the mirror is a miracle Hey wipe your face, momma told you no more tears would flow We eating better than we was a few years ago Send you Western Union on my pay day, a week later it’s May day So you returned the favor, we stayed afloat like some sailors Bill collectors blowing us up, the couldn’t fade us Bitch I made straight A’s, go ‘head, try and degrade us, haters But this one’s funny: man one year later I was on them phones Collecting money, a lesson for me: everybody’s got a story dog Unfortunately learned I can’t do nothing for you dog I’m trying to run the whole game like a morning jog With hits like a porno blog Not hopping out to shower to make ten dollars an hour Ain’t judging though, to each his own You pay your bills and raise your kids inside a decent home More power to you, but a message to you f*ck niggas I hope your kids grow up and never wanna f*ck with you This punk nigga knocked up two hoes at the same time And told this nigga they was lying dog, they ain’t mine That’s cold blooded but ain’t nothing new Same old, f*ck it though, what’s up with you? If you made it this far listening without skipping Then I gotta show love, don’t worry I’m just venting The late night thoughts of a nigga on a mission And I rock my girl to sleep in missionary position Tuck that ass in and then I went and grabbed a pen And now you have it, words flowing like magic, it’s truly accurate You niggas posing like some hoes up in a beauty pageant! Nobody touching me, it’s like I got the cooties rapping Remember when we called niggas African booty scratchers? Yeah that was random, but man, so is life You grab your needle, grab your thread, and hope you sew it right I find myself fiendin’ for a spot to go at night With the liquor flowing steady and the hoes polite The fast lane makes me reminisce on slower life The unabomber, bitch I’m blowing up over night (BOOM!) [Outro] Hey, yo, it’s happening fast I say it’s happening fast All the drama that I had to get past Will it last? Or will it pass? Just as quick as it came Hoes knowing my name Dog, welcome to fame I pray to God we don’t change But even if you don’t Most niggas look at you strange But I guess I can’t complain (Hey) Hey man it’s happening fast I say it’s happening fast I say it’s happening fast