Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fast , by - Juice WRLD. Release date: 07.03.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Fast |
| 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 |