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The Race Lyrics By Wiz Khalifa

    the world turning the weed burning
    them haters talking i keep earning
    know some who say life’s a bitch
    well imma keep flirting
    fuck that bitch for the money and louis v purchases
    old folks jock my car cause they know just what this is
    niggas flexin hard with no bars they got weak service
    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 built it from the ground up
    now just twist up this weed
    realize that you are in the presence of a g
    dont fuck up my paper meaning my cheese
    or the ones i use to roll up my trees
    fuck it you know what i mean

    hook
    im 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
    im in a race and taking the winner’s place
    no foot on the brakes
    one of the best homie that’s what they call me
    its 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 im alone wishing they could fuck with me
    my ex calling my phone wishing she could stunt with me
    but im just riding dawg doing a buck fifty
    stunting like jet li boat houses and jet skis
    thirty on the flight ice like the gretzky’s
    my dime pieces only recognize the best trees
    treat em like i dont need em boy you best believe
    you in her face i let her breathe
    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

    hook
    im riding round smoking good music aloud
    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
    im in a race and taking the winner’s place
    no foot on the brakes
    one of the best homie that’s what they call me
    its lonely at the top ain’t no company so
    now i just stunt on my own
    now i just stunt on my own

    ooooooh oooh ooooooooooh
    ooooooh oooh ooooooooooh
    ooooooh oooh ooooooooooh

    oooooh now i just stunt on my own
    bitches ain’t say shit to me
    but now they wont 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 looong
    nothing they ain’t singing my song
    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 ima ball
    and ima buy a new crib for my niggas and all
    cause i remember days wed sit and pictured it all
    nigga swear id leave or pictured id fall
    counting reasons why they hate your bitch think im a star
    cause we are young gifted
    not to mention out here making muthafuckin millions
    yeah i said it muthafuckin millions
    got my money up im in the building

    hook
    im riding round smoking good music aloud
    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
    im in a race and taking the winner’s place
    no foot on the brakes
    one of the best homie that’s what they call me
    its lonely at the top ain’t no company so
    now i just stunt on my own
    now i just stunt on my own

    Artist: Wiz Khalifa

    Year: 2011

    Decade: 10s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 339