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The Race

The world turning, the weed burning

Them haters talking, I keep earning

Know some who say that life's a bitch, well, I'ma keep flirting

And fuck that bitch for the money and Louie V purchases

Old folks jock my car 'cause they know just what this is

Niggas flexing hard with no bars, they got weak service

Keep verses, Mortal Kombat

Look at my ring, if I ain't balling bitch, then what you call that?

Nothing but net and back 'cause I never left

I did everything right nigga, better yet

Rolling bomb for the niggas that's around us

Something like a contractor building from the ground up

Now just twist up this weed

Realize that you in the presence of a G

Don't fuck up my paper, meaning my cheese

Or the ones I use to roll up my trees

Fuck it, you know what I mean

I'm riding 'round, smoking, my music up loud

Kinda do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me

Some smile up in your face but then hate on the low

Now I just stunt on my own, now I just stunt on my own

I'm in a race and taking the winners place, no foot on the brakes

One of the best, homie that's what they call me

It's lonely at the top, ain't no company so

Now I just stunt on my own, now I just stunt on my own

See me when I'm alone, wishing they could fuck with me

My ex calling my phone, wishing she could stunt with me

But I'm just riding dog, doing a buck fifty

Stunting like Jet Li, boat houses and jet skis

Thirty on the flight, ice like the Gretsky's

My dime piece only recognize the best trees

Treat 'em like I don't need 'em boy, you best believe

You in her face, I let her breath

From debated on, to waited on

From hated on to the nigga they put cake up on

'Cause we are young movie stars

'Cause we are young movie stars

I'm riding 'round, smoking, my music up loud

Kinda do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me

Some smile up in your face but then hate on the low

Now I just stunt on my own, now I just stunt on my own

I'm in a race and taking the winners place, no foot on the brakes

One of the best, homie that's what they call me

It's lonely at the top, ain't no company so

Now I just stunt on my own, now I just stunt on my own

Oh, oh, now I just stunt on my own

Bitches ain't say shit to me but now they won't leave me alone

Used to walk the other way but now they all come to my home

And they calling my phone 'cause my paper was long

Running up and they singing my songs

Get hired up if they want then I bring them along

We flying up, no, you won't need a ticket at all

Need a ticket at all, tell a bitch I'ma ball

And I'ma buy a new crib for my niggas and all

'Cause I remember days we'd sit and pictured it all

Nigga, swear I'd leave or pictured I'd fall

Counting reasons why they hate, your bitch think I'm a star

'Cause we are young, gifted

Not to mention out here making muthafucking millions

Yeah, I said it, muthafucking millions

Got my money up, I'm in the building

I'm riding 'round, smoking, my music up loud

Kinda do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me

Some smile up in your face but then hate on the low

Now I just stunt on my own, now I just stunt on my own

I'm in a race and taking the winners place, no foot on the brakes

One of the best, homie that's what they call me

It's lonely at the top, ain't no company so

Now I just stunt on my own, now I just stunt on my own

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