Live Fast, Die Young

[Hook - Kanye West] They say we can't be living like this For the rest of our lives Well we gon' be living like this For the rest of tonight And you know they gon' be banging this shit For the rest of our lives Live fast (Live fast) And die young (Die young) Live fast (Live fast) And die young (Die young) Live fast And die young [Verse 1 - Rick Ross] Living fast, now it's all linen rags Hard-headed, but my top peeling back Tinted glass on my '57, nigga wit' a attitude (Me) Young and radical, methods are mathematical Let my convertible marinate on the avenue Mami, that's half a million, I'm living la vida rapido Die young, but fuck it, we flew first class Turned you to a rich bitch by your first glass Up in this bitch and we lit up like a screen Every time we hit the charts, niggas shoot up like a fiend Stunting like we printing money with machines What you see me waving, Vacheron Constantine Like Mike, my Spikes stay all white Twenty-four karat gold, eighty carats worth of ice Ice insured, fuck life insurance I live for the moment, and put a bullet on that (Bawse) Got the club rocking like a fucking boat I'm the pirate on this ship, all you mates got to go Good party over here, everybody over here You know the word travel fast, everybody know we here All the bottles over here, even spread it over there All the models over here, but they swallow everywhere She came to party like it's 1999 If she died on my dick, she would live through my rhymes [Hook] [Verse 2 - Kanye West] For all my young ladies ladies that driving Miss Daisy Driving me crazy, rock the beat, baby Hop up out the ERR! she eat up the pavement I don't give a ERR!, baby, he crazy I'm back by unpopular demand Least he still popping in Japan, shopping in Milan Hopping out the van, screams from the fans "Yeezy, always knew you'd be on top again!" And we 'bout to hit Jacob the Jeweler So I can be like Slick Rick, and rule ya Dr. Martin Louis the King, Junior And I'mma never let the dream turn to Kruegers My outfit so disrespectful You can go 'head and sneeze cause my presence blessed you I mean, we walked in this bitch so stylish Niggas done mistook me for my stylist And I know it's superficial and you say it's just clothes But we shopping in that motherfucker and they just closed So go ahead and just pose When she walked up out the dressing room, the store just froze And I know they tryna get they cool back And them ghetto bitches hollin' "How you do that?" So they could never say we never lived it And if I see Biggie tonight, I loved every minute [Hook] [Verse 3 - Rick Ross] Peter Piper picking peppers, Rick pitch poems My leather long enough to keep a thick bitch warm When that ass is enormous, abs abnormal And tans in the morning on sands in California Seems like we getting money for the wrong things Look around, Maseratis for the whole team Look at Haiti, children dying round the clock, nigga I sent a hundred grand, but that's a decent watch, nigga I'm getting better, cause it woulda leased a drop, nigga I'mma get my money right, just watch, nigga She had a miscarriage, I couldn't cry, though Cause you and I know she was only my side ho Uh, I got 'em catching amnesia Time to pull my fucking minks out the freezer See the lynx and you just think, "Jesus!" I'm hot 'til the day they freeze us Young and radical, methods are mathematical I'm multiplyin' my money through different avenues Took many to war, shook never before For my mother I applaud Ms. Afeni Shakur Ice insured, fuck life insurance Three bad bitches, don't come concurrent Still, you know the dope won't stop And if I die today bury me in a dope-ass watch [Hook]