The Race

Yeah

It's nothing new, haha

'Cause this is exactly what I do, uh

What up E, haha

The good weed's lit on this one

Yeah

Ridin' by myself, uhh

Yep, uhh

The world turning, the weed burning

Them haters talkin', I keep earning

Know some will say life's a bitch, well I'ma keep 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, 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

Gotta' do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me

Some smile up in your face, but then they 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 winner's 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 ridin' dog, doing a buck 50

Stunting like Jet Li, boat houses and Jet Ski's

Thirty on the flight, ice like the Gretsky's

My dime pieces 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

(Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh) Oh

(Oh, oh) 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 ridin' round, smoking good, music up loud

Gotta' do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me

Some smile up in your face, but then they 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 winner's 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

(Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh)

(Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh)

(Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh)

(Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh)

Oh-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 is long

Nothing, they singing my songs

Get hired up, if they want, then I bring them along

We flying up, now you want me to take it all off

Want me to take it all off

Tell a bitch I'ma ball and I'ma buy a new crib for my niggas in 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 ridin' round, smoking good, music up loud

Gotta' do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me

Some smile up in your face, but then they 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 winner's 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

(Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh)

(Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh)