Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Race to Be King, artist - Hit-Boy. Album song Tony Fontana, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: HS87
Song language: English
Race to Be King |
In the… |
In the race to be the… |
In the… |
Look |
I see why they mad at us |
I ain’t never run, I ran it up |
Sticking to the code, glove |
From now on address me as the plug |
Don’t need you to stand, but, now, look |
We know nothing’s promised in this thing |
They thought I just popped up in this thing |
Niggas in the race to be king |
It’s all about timing from what I seen, ayy |
Going, plaques on the way |
I got more shit and more shit |
I’m the hardest nigga who ain’t never had promotion |
Chopper still wet, when it rains, yeah, it pours |
Checks on my account, checks on my Air Force |
Life is too short, money getting tall |
It don’t grow on trees, hustle for it all |
Diamonds on my fingers look like lightning |
Listen to the beat, I got it slide in |
Popped, now they want to see me fizzle |
Size of the chip on my shoulder, triple |
Was at Westbrook, zero, now I’m going for the triple |
Like my nigga, Larry June, I’m off the dribble |
I see why they mad at us |
I ain’t never run, I ran it up |
Sticking to the code, glove |
From now on address me as the plug |
Don’t need you to stand, but, now, look |
We know nothing’s promised in this thing |
They thought I just popped up in this thing |
Niggas in the race to be king |
It’s all about timing from what I seen, ayy |
I told y’all, game go how it go |
If it ain’t about dough, I put that shit on Hov |
Damn, I put that shit on Hov… |
Keep everything solid til' they lined up |
150 through the Venmo for a line up |
Fuck taking shit personal, I take flights |
They want me to break, but I’m lit like brake lights |
Did the beat and the rhyme, you gon' have to pay twice |
Puttin' on everyday, I put that on this ice |
Nigga, we goin' live, I don’t do shit for likes |
Coming straight off the hip, gotta let this shit fly |
Bartender refill my glass, make it straight |
Throwin' back doubles, shaking off the hate |
I see why they mad at us |
I ain’t never run, I ran it up |
Sticking to the code, glove |
From now on address me as the plug |
Don’t need you to stand, but, now, look |
We know nothing’s promised in this thing |
They thought I just popped up in this thing |
Niggas in the race to be king |
It’s all about timing from what I seen, ayy |