Luyện nghe bài hát The Race

The world turning, the weed
Them talking, I keep earning
Know some who say that life's a bitch, well, I'ma flirting
And fuck that bitch for the and Louie V purchases

Old folks jock my car 'cause they just what this is
Niggas hard with no bars, they got weak service
Keep verses, Mortal
Look at my ring, if I ain't balling bitch, what you call that?

Nothing but net and back I never left
I did everything nigga, better yet
Rolling bomb for the that's around us
Something a contractor building from the ground up

Now twist up this weed
Realize that you in the of a G
fuck up my paper, meaning my cheese
Or the I use to roll up my trees
it, you know what I mean

I'm riding 'round, smoking, my up loud
do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me
Some smile up in your but then hate on the low
Now I just stunt on my own, now I just on my own

I'm in a and taking the winners place, no foot on the brakes
One of the best, homie that's they call me
It's lonely at the top, no company so
Now I just stunt on my own, now I just on my own

See me when I'm alone, they could fuck with me
My ex calling my phone, wishing she could stunt me
But I'm just riding dog, a buck fifty
Stunting like Jet Li, boat houses and jet

Thirty on the flight, ice like the
My dime piece only recognize the trees
Treat 'em like I don't need 'em boy, you best
You in her face, I let her

From debated on, to on
hated on to the nigga they put cake up on
'Cause we are young movie
we are young movie stars

I'm riding 'round, smoking, my up loud
do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me
Some up in your face but then hate on the low
Now I just stunt on my own, now I stunt on my own

I'm in a race and taking the place, no foot on the brakes
One of the best, homie that's what they me
It's lonely at the top, no company so
Now I just on my own, now I just stunt on my own

Oh, oh, now I just on my own
ain't say shit to me but now they won't leave me alone
Used to the other way but now they all come to my home
And they calling my phone 'cause my paper was

Running up and they singing my
Get hired up if they want then I bring them
We flying up, no, you won't a ticket at all
Need a ticket at all, a bitch I'ma ball

And I'ma buy a new crib for my and all
'Cause I days we'd sit and pictured it all
Nigga, swear I'd or pictured I'd fall
Counting reasons why they hate, your bitch I'm a star

we are young, gifted
Not to mention out here making millions
Yeah, I it, muthafucking millions
Got my money up, I'm in the

I'm riding 'round, smoking, my up loud
Kinda do my thing, no to the niggas before me
Some smile up in your but then hate on the low
Now I just stunt on my own, now I just on my own

I'm in a race and taking the place, no foot on the brakes
One of the best, homie that's they call me
lonely at the top, ain't no company so
Now I just on my own, now I just stunt on my own