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lirik lagu lil fastlane - bridge talk

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[intro]
(uh)
they don’t even want nothin’ from me, they just pray that i’m alright
i be tellin’ ’em this life different, but i still send what i might
ain’t no shame in how i love ’em — we just lost too many nights
told my cousin, “put that glock down,” he said, “i might, but not tonight”

[verse 1]
used to write on dirty napkins, now my thoughts be on a plaque
bridge where we used to meet got locked off, they ain’t openin’ it back
uncle tim ain’t seen the sun since he ran that prison track
and his celly made parole, now he postin’ up like he ain’t never left that trap (uh)
how many turnеd on me for clout? that’s the part that always stings
told me “it’s lovе,” but they was plottin’ just to swipe my wedding ring
read the autopsy of tre—man, his chest was full of steam
i was drownin’ in them x pills, tryna find another dream
pushed the weight, then i got used to it, then i started usin’
i ain’t ashamed, i swapped my habits, now my hustle back movin’
signed outta rehab, wrote “fastlane” as the reason
told ‘em i’m still runnin’ races, but my pace got a new meaning
dodgin’ trials, no olympics — life be skippin’ through my veins
i done lied to many women, never lied about my pain
wish i could call a truce, but they broke peace with hollow tips
now i pray before i step — even god know what this is
i want property and power, not no problems in the field
tried to treat my city like it’s philly, but they dyin’ for the thrill
i’m the voice, made a million off these beats — that’s unreal
but they still want blood from me, like my name ain’t pay the bills
[chorus]
(wow~wow)
(wow~wow, wow~wow) i be prayin’ for the field, yeah
(wow~wow, wow~wow) i be prayin’ for the real, yeah

[verse 2]
tell tay that i miss him — somebody slide my number through
his son caught a stray last week, they ain’t even make the news
bas~m~nt cold, fl!ckerin’ lights, storm comin’ through the roof
mama know i love her still, i just cope in different rooms
if he playin’ sneaky, let the enemy expose him
better not get dropped on main street — er ain’t got no open
they was sippin’ lines and poppin’ pills, now they bodies frozen
only warriors bring peace — rappers can’t control it, i’m chosen
shoutout to the ones in lockdown who still believe
where them blogs at now? they was doubtin’ me with ease
beat my case, they planted proof, but i’m cleaner than febreze
ain’t no peace inside the church — you better pray down on your knees

[interlude]
man, this street life over, you hear me?
you got real ones hopin’ the judge give a person time
‘cause the opps be the badge now, and the badge be the slime
cr~ped flipped — everybody sharin’ secrets, sharin’ lies
rats throwin’ parties, and the snakes bringin’ wine
i ain’t part of that new wave — i’m legacy, i’m spine
when was it cool to set up your day~one on a dime?
this cr~p ain’t gangsta, this a circus of decline
i want stocks and land, not revenge every time
you’ll never hear me clap back — i stay quiet by design
ain’t never been slapped, robbed, or touched — check the line
real recognize real — that’s why the real ones still mine
[chorus]
(wow~wow, wow~wow) i be prayin’ for the field, yeah
(wow~wow, wow~wow) i be prayin’ for the real, yeah


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