Wiz Khalifa - The Race lyrics

[Verse 1] The World turning, the weed burning Them haters talking, I keep earning Know some will say that life's a b**h Well I'ma keep flirtin and f** that b**h for the money and Louie V purchases Old folks jock my car cause they know just what this is n***as felxin' hard with no bars, they got weak service Keep verses, Mortal Kombat Look at my ring, if I ain't ballin' b**h then what you call that Nothing but net, ain't back cause i never left. I did everything right n***a better yet Rolling bomb for the n***as that's around us Something like a contractor building from the ground up Now just Twist up this weed Realize that you are in the presence of a G Don't f** up my paper meaning my cheese Or the ones I use to roll up my trees f** it, you know what I mean [Chorus] I'm riding round, smoking good, music so loud Kinda do my thing, no disrespect to the n***as 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 [Verse 2] See me, when I'm alone, wishing they could f** 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 pieces only recognise the best tree's 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 n***a they put they cake up on Cause we are, Young Movie stars Cause we are, Young Movie stars [Chorus] (Ooooooh, oooh, ooo-oo-oooooh) (Ooooooh, oooh, ooo-oo-oooooh) (Ooooooh, oooh, ooo-oo-oooooh) [Verse 3] O-ooo-oh, now I just stunt on my own b**hes ain't say sh** 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 looong Nothing, they ain't singing my song Get hired up, if they want than 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 b**h I'ma ball and I'ma buy a new crib for my n***as n all Cause I remember days we'd sit and pictured it all n***a swear I'd leave or pictured I'd fall Counting reasons why they hate, your b**h think I'm a star Cause we are, young, gifted, not to mention out here making muthaf**ing millions Yeah, I said it, muthaf**ing millions Got my money up, I'm in the building [Chorus]