[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 1]
The World turning, the weed burning
Them haters talking, I keep earning
Know some will say that lifes a [bad word] 
Well I’ma flirtin and f-ck that [bad word] for the money and Louie V purchases
Old folks jock my car cause they know just what this is
N-ggas felxin’ hard with no bars, they got weak servants
Keep verses, Mortal Kombat
Look at my ring, if I aint ballin’ then what you call that
Nothing but neck and back cause I never left
I did everything right n-gga better yet
Rolling bomb for the n-ggas thats around us
Something like a contractor building from the ground up
Now just
Twist up this weed
Realise that you are in the presence of a 
Don’t f-ck up my paper meaning my cheese
Or the ones I use to roll up my trees
F-ck it, you know what I mean

 [bad word] 
I’m riding round, smoking, good music aloud
Kinda do my thing, no disrespect to the n-ggas before me
Some smile up in your face but then they don’t 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 the best, homie thats what they call me
It’s lonely at the top, got [bad word] so
Now I just stunt on my own
Now I just stunt on my own

[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 2]
See me, when I’m alone, wishing they could f-ck 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 Ski’s
Thirty on the flight, ice like the Gretsky’s
My dime piece only recognise the best tree’s
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 n-gga they put cake up on
Cause we are, Young Movie stars
Cause we are, Young Movie stars

 [bad word] 
I’m riding round, smoking, good music aloud
Kinda do my thing, no disrespect to the n-ggas before me
Some smile up in your face but then they don’t 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 the best, homie thats what they call me
It’s lonely at the top, got [bad word] so
Now I just stunt on my own
Now I just stunt on my own

(Ooooooh, oooh, ooo-oo-oooooh)
(Ooooooh, oooh, ooo-oo-oooooh)
(Ooooooh, oooh, ooo-oo-oooooh)

[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 3]
O-ooo-oh, now I just stunt on my own
 [bad word] aint say [bad word] to me but now they won’t leave me alone
Used to walk the other way
But now they [bad word] to my home
And they calling my phone, cause my paper was looong
Nothing, they aint singing my song
Get hired up, if they want than I bring them along
We flying up, now you want me to take it all off
Want me to take it all off

Tell a [bad word] I’ma ball and I’ma buy a new crib for my n-ggas n all
Cause I remember days we’d sit and picture it all
N-gga swear I’d leave or pictured I’d fall
Counting reasons why they hate, your [bad word] think I’m a star
Cause we are, young, gifted, not to mention out here making muthaf-cking millions
Yeah, I said it, muthaf-cking millions
Got my money up, I’m in the building

 [bad word] 
I’m riding round, smoking, good music aloud
Kinda do my thing, no disrespect to the n-ggas before me
Some smile up in your face but then they don’t 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 the best, homie thats what they call me
It’s lonely at the top, got [bad word] so
Now I just stunt on my own
Now I just stunt on my own