Lyrics:

Well, I've been livin' fast, fast, fast, fast
Feelin' really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
But hurry up, ain't getting your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a flag, flag, flag, flag
I know why these niggas gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger, I'm gon' die with respect, yeah
Fuckin' with my money, it get down like that, yeah

I took too many pills, countin' up the bills, uh
Molly in my cup, I can't tell you how I feel
Uh-uh, last call
Uh-uh, it's gnarly
Every day I be countin' up, countin' up the bills
Carried away sometimes, we are always loose
I get high as a bitch, yeah, I'm the same dude I was then
But now I'm lost and confused

I see it coming
I see it coming
But it still came
I'm talking 'bout life, aye
(Talkin' 'bout life)

Well, I've been livin' fast, fast, fast, fast
Feelin' really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
But hurry up, ain't getting your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a flag, flag, flag, flag
I know why these niggas gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger, I'm gon' die with respect, yeah
Fuckin' with my money, it get down like that, yeah

I go through so much, I'm 19 years old
It's been months since I've 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 a asshole
I don't try to be mean on purpose, I promise
My momma taught me better than that, I'll be honest
I'll blame it on the drugs and this life I'm involved in

I see it coming
I see it coming
But it still came
I'm talking 'bout life, aye
(Talkin' 'bout life, yeah)

I've been livin' fast, fast, fast, fast
Feelin' really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
But hurry up, ain't getting your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a flag, flag, flag, flag
I know why these niggas gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger, I'm gon' die with respect, yeah
Fuckin' with my money, it get down like that, yeah

Elevate, elevate, elevate myself now
Underground, underground, haven't been myself, but
It's okay, it's cool, won't push the issue
What happens next? (It's a story to be continued)
Yeah

I've been livin' fast, fast, fast, fast
Feelin' really bad, bad, bad, bad
Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast
But hurry up, ain't getting your bag, bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a flag, flag, flag, flag
I know why these niggas gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger, I'm gon' die with respect, yeah
Fuckin' with my money, it get down like that, yeah

(This is fire)
(Yeah, yo)
(This is fire)