AP - Way Too Fast lyrics

[Intro] I'm gonna make you an offer you can't refuse [Verse 1: Dramatone] Y'all don't wanna go against a great, never Telling me I changed, it's the same devil I done seen some things made me change heaven Right around the corner with me I'mma change Denver Do we really get the money we been rapping 'bout Dramatone about to k** us he been acting out He been doing sh** he stupid but we fascinated He 'gon run up in the booth and just a**a**inate us Everybody get decapitated, everybody think I'm crazy, snapping, laughing like I'm happy maybe Activate the cash and I'm a**a**in with the pa**ion I'mma laugh until I'm grasping what I fathom, hate me Y'all could never do what I do, even though you see me winning you 'gon root for the loser Y'all are nervous in a room with the lions, y'all don't wanna see me working I been certainly dying I know I'm [Hook:Ortiz] I been moving things it's way too fast I been sipping drinking way too fast My mind's racing thinking way too fast now You can't slow me down I'm way too fast now [Verse 2: AP] I'm moving too fast, I'll probably be a victim of my past I probably shouldn't sit here on my a** My pride is too heavy, just like the foot I place up on the gas, I'll probably try to go off road and crash, focused on my own way We using what we got to get some cash, so we can move on our own say, just had a long day, you'll lose a finger if you think you got the right to reach, f**ing with the wrong plate this a feast for the hard-bodies, resolve problems and saw a lot of sh** if they need it, tell 'em y'all got it Cause I'll be allowed to say, that I ain't alive today cause a few of y'all asked if I would shoot then y'all shot we 'don got out of all the, raw fake and the funkin hate from the old homies, those who played us the ones who traded and chose on me I don't trip I don't need you I up my taste you ain't worth it you ain't moving at my pace boy how many things change [Hook] [Verse 3:Ortiz] I been thinking, lately I been drinking I been drowning all my sorrows, I been flying off the handle spitting fire like a candle but I'm sinking And know I'm tryna climb back up You done found a diamond in the rough See this haters got me all up in a huff, I told him make the call but he said he tryna bluff Enough, I'm tired You're cut, you're fired No Trump, no liar You can pay me by the hour Getting higher than a tower looking at me like you sour want the money and the power and the cars and the clothes and the gold and the hoes no I won't never fold once I get it I'mma work on my soul [Hook]