The Race (Remix)

[Chorus]
Gotta charge tryna keep my pockets large
The Boys thirsty but I left them piggies parched
Can't get into my papers I just paid em off
He moving sloppy dreaming got em taken off
Dont try to walk into my shoes If It dont fit
I tryna ball so hard nicknamed It dribble rich
Dat means Im on the court we keep packs on the field
One day I might get bored put 3 racks In my grill

[Verse 1] -Royce J-
Tone It down, Come around they smelling loud [Gas]
Turn up ya volume, we attract a different crowd [Woo]
So why they fiening why they can't get for the low [what, What?}
Boy why you flexing If them diamonds all for show
[Flex!, Rich!, Woo!]
If you ain't got It tell me where Is all yo profit?
You owening down, Robbing might be yo last option
Get too Involved up In a life you never Lived
Claim you gone catch a body, God knows you ain't sin
I went too broke and touched a check by Day by Day
But went and ran away like track runner Usain
They call me back runner yo bitch I bring the pain
Our pockets different but I bet we dream the same
F-F-Fuck a beat, I was tryna beat a case
These bitches praying that Ill pull up In a wraith

[Chorus]
Gotta charge tryna keep my pockets large
The Boys thirsty but I left them piggies parched
Can't get into my papers I just paid em off
He moving sloppy dreaming got em taken off
Dont try to walk into my shoes If It dont fit
I wanna ball so hard nicknamed It dribble rich
Dat means Im on the court we keep packs on the field
One day I might get bored put 3 racks In my grill