Race to Be King

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[Intro: Hit-Boy] In the... In the race to be the... In the... Look [Verse 1: Hit-Boy] 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 [Chorus: Hit-Boy] 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 [Verse 2: Hit-Boy] 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 [Chorus: Hit-Boy] 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
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- Hit-Boy