Luyện nghe bài hát The Race

The world turning, the burning
Them haters talking, I keep
Know some who say that a bitch, well, I'ma keep flirting
And fuck that bitch for the money and Louie V

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm riding 'round, smoking, my up loud
Kinda do my thing, no to the niggas before me
Some smile up in 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 winners place, no on the brakes
One of the best, homie that's what they me
It's at the top, ain't no company so
Now I just on my own, now I just stunt on my own

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

Running up and singing my songs
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, tell a bitch I'ma

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

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

I'm riding 'round, smoking, my music up
do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me
Some smile up in 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 the winners place, no foot on the brakes
One of the best, homie what 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