i be swerving i be skating doing laps around the track you could call me speed racer wen im drinking need no chaser i be smoking till im fadded chucking deuces to the fake ones ya my circle never vacant but im know keep it small and keep my killers on the payroll cuz we out here makeing pesos and the real ones never changed up nigga go and get your change up cuz the game it needs some changing all this music be so basic niggas snitch for a paycheck i tell em go and get your cake up cuz me im staying rich forever cuz this music in my make up you gotta face it you could never be me we to different cant you see it im addicted to the paper i be swerving i be skating doing laps around the track you could call me speed racer remember i was broke aint no body really care now wen i step up in the party they popping bottles in the air remember no on ever loved so i do this for my self i got the real ones still right by me i dont need nobody else so if you wanna fucking try ill add your trophy to my shelf cuz i was out there on my lonely i was grinding by self all i had was this music i never needed nothing else now im doing laps around the map foot on the gas while blowing pack doing track around world cuz im speeding round the map i be swerving i be skating you could call me speed racer