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The Race

The Race

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Artist: Wiz Khalifa

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Yeah It's nothing new 'Cause this is exactly what I do What up E, haha The good weeds lit on this one, yeah Riding by myself The world turning, the weed burning Them haters talking, I keep earning Know some will say that life's a bitch Well I'ma flirtin' and fuck that bitch for the money and Louie V purchases Old folks jock my car 'cause they know just what this is Niggas felxin' hard with no bars, they got weak servants Keep verses, Mortal Kombat Look at my ring, if I ain't ballin' bitch then what you call that Nothing but net, ain't 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, oh Twist up this weed Realize that you are 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 doin' my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me Some smile up in your face but then they don't 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 the best, homie that's what they call me It's lonely at the top, got 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 Ski's Thirty on the flight, ice like the Gretsky's My dime piece only recognize the best tree's Treat 'em like I don't need 'em boy, you best believe You in her face (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 doin' my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me Some smile up in your face but then they don't 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 the best, homie that's what they call me It's lonely at the top, got no company so Now I just stunt on my own Now I just stunt on my own (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) Oh-ooh-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 is long Heard nothing, but they singing my songs Get hired up, if they want than I bring them along We flying up, no you wont need a ticket at all Need a ticket at all Tell 'em bitch I'ma ball and I'ma buy a new crib for my niggas 'n' all 'Cause I remember days we'd sit and picture 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 motherfucking millions Yeah, I said it, motherfucking millions Got my money up, I'm in the building Yup I'm riding round, smoking, my music up loud Kinda doin' my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me Some smile up in your face but then they don't 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 the best, homie that's what they call me It's lonely at the top, got no company so Now I just stunt on my own Now I just stunt on my own (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)

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