I been living fast, fast, fast, fast
Feeling really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
Better hurry up
and get in your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a fad, 'ad, 'ad, 'ad
I know all these niggas
gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger,
I'ma die with respect, yeah
Fucking with my money,
you'll get dealt like that, yeah

I took too many pills,
count up the bills, uh
Molly in my cup,
I can't tell you how I feel, uh
Oh, last call
Oh-oh, it's gnarly
Every day I be counting up,
counting up the blues
Gotta win sometimes when you always lose
I get high as a bitch,
still the same dude
I was back then,
and now I'm lost and confused

I ain't see it coming
I ain't see it coming
But it still came
I'm talkin' 'bout life,
ayy (Talkin' 'bout life)

I been living fast, fast, fast, fast
Feeling really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
Better hurry up
and get in your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a fad, 'ad, 'ad, 'ad
I know all these niggas
gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger,
I'ma die with respect, yeah
Fucking with my money,
you'll get dealt like that, yeah

I go through so much, I'm 19 years old
It's been months since I felt at home
But it's okay 'cause I'm rich
Psych, I'm still sad as a bitch, right
I don't want nobody to think
that I'm an asshole
I don't try to be mean
on purpose, I promise
My mama taught me better than that,
I'll be honest
I blame it on the drugs
and this life I'm involved in

I ain't see it coming (I ain't see it)
I ain't see it coming (I ain't see it)
But it still came
(Yeah, yeah, it still came)
I'm talkin' 'bout life,
ayy (Talkin' 'bout life)

I been living fast, fast, fast, fast
Feeling really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
Better hurry up
and get in your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a fad, 'ad, 'ad, 'ad
I know all these niggas
gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger,
I'ma die with respect, yeah
Fucking with my money,
you'll get dealt like that, yeah

Elevate, elevate, elevate myself
Now I'm on the ground, on the ground,
haven't been myself
But it's okay, it's cool,
won't push the issue
What happens next?
A story to be continued, yeah

I been living fast, fast, fast, fast
Feeling really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
Better hurry up
and get in your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a fad, 'ad, 'ad, 'ad
I know all these niggas
gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger,
I'ma die with respect, yeah
Fucking with my money,
you'll get dealt like that, yeah

This is fire, hahaha, yeah
This is fire