Album Name

Rolling Papers

Artist

Wiz Khalifa

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2011.03.29

Release Agency

Warner Music Korea Ltd.

The Race - Wiz Khalifa
The world turning
the weed burning
Them haters talking
I keep earning
Know some who say that life's a
bitch well I'ma keep flirting
And fuck that bitch for the
money and Louie V purchases
Old folks jock my car 'cause
they know just what this is
Niggas flexing hard with no
bars they got weak service
Keep verses Mortal Kombat
Look at my ring if I ain't
balling bitch then
what you call that
Nothing but net and 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
twist up this weed
Realize that you 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
Kinda do my thing no disrespect
to the niggas before me
Some smile up in your face
but then 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
winners place
no foot on the brakes
One of the best homie that's
what they call me
It's 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 I'm alone
wishing they could fuck 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 skis
Thirty on the flight
ice like the Gretsky's
My dime piece 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

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

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 was long
Running up and they
singing my songs
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 I'ma ball
And I'ma buy a new crib
for my niggas and 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 riding 'round smoking
my music up loud
Kinda do my thing no disrespect
to the niggas before me
Some smile up in your face but
then 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
winners place no foot
on the brakes
One of the best homie that's
what they call me
It's lonely at the top
ain't no company so
Now I just stunt on my own
now I just stunt on my own