Ok, Im bottle popping, Im I make Colorado rocking, deep in that 303 I got a model jocking, she say her mans a physician I tell her mommy stop it, restrain your competition
Aint no competition, aint no competition, Aint no competition, bitch aint no competition My city, behind me, your bitch, beside me You haters, come find me, And on this microphone Aint no competition, aint no competition, Aint no competition, bitch aint no competition My city, behind me, your bitch, beside me You haters, come find me, And on this microphone
Where my haters at, where my haters at? Said I was dead when I left there Hell no nigger, I made it back Now you niggers gotta fade to black So damn hungry, I ate the mat Im the beast, the west coast, in the belly of industry club And Im raining stacks Name another artist who harder than me, Whos smarter than me, Im smart as a Harvard degree In the dark, Im a with the beat, dont argue with me These artists are weak, Im arguably The best with these bars, So they start talk about I made a small fortune without drawing Just made itmiddle man now Im fucking with a million I aint even have to touch one kilogram I remember when you rappers home boy thats your marketing plan aint nothing wrong with catching a ride But some wrong with niggers that I catch in a lie Back to the flow, passing you hoes passion and flow, throw cash on the floor going back to the mall
Aint no competition, aint no competition, Aint no competition, bitch aint no competition My city, behind me, your bitch, beside me You haters, come find me, And on this microphone Aint no competition, aint no competition, Aint no competition, bitch aint no competition My city, behind me, your bitch, beside me You haters, come find me, And on this microphone
Where my haters at, where my haters at? Where my raiders at? Where my chuck taylors at spit neck gasoline, no Vaseline Naming on the dude of this grind, working like a half machine Go ask your team Music is loosing its mind, Shit is like a travesty, is so whack to me I could put a hundred dudes in a lot And they all practically sound the god damn same we the best in the biz You aint gotta give me the crown cause I took it in the past 10 years When it come to this lyrical spit, tell me who fucking around with young Crooked The answer is none rappers Im popping like Pac the 90s, niggers get hit up Finishing a nigger, that thing he gonna run up on a general criminal Im general principle, Ima give him a bullet, the momentum is gonna spin him around And Ima give him another round, get rid of him Ladies and gentlemen I am the future, the whole wide world is cob Youre on your grind, then I salute you, sooner or later you gonna see Whats our only mission, knock you out the number one position Our position, I got 99 problems, one aint competition though
Aint no competition, aint no competition, Aint no competition, bitch aint no competition My city, behind me, your bitch, beside me You haters, come find me, And on this microphone Aint no competition, aint no competition, Aint no competition, bitch aint no competition My city, behind me, your bitch, beside me You haters, come find me, And on this microphone.
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Aint no competition, aint no competition, Aint no competition, bitch aint no competition My city, behind me, your bitch, beside me You haters, come find me, And on this microphone Aint no competition, aint no competition, Aint no competition, bitch aint no competition My city, behind me, your bitch, beside me You haters, come find me, And on this microphone
Where my haters at, where my haters at? Said I was dead when I left there Hell no nigger, I made it back Now you niggers gotta fade to black So damn hungry, I ate the mat Im the beast, the west coast, in the belly of industry club And Im raining stacks Name another artist who harder than me, Whos smarter than me, Im smart as a Harvard degree In the dark, Im a with the beat, dont argue with me These artists are weak, Im arguably The best with these bars, So they start talk about I made a small fortune without drawing Just made itmiddle man now Im fucking with a million I aint even have to touch one kilogram I remember when you rappers home boy thats your marketing plan aint nothing wrong with catching a ride But some wrong with niggers that I catch in a lie Back to the flow, passing you hoes passion and flow, throw cash on the floor going back to the mall
Aint no competition, aint no competition, Aint no competition, bitch aint no competition My city, behind me, your bitch, beside me You haters, come find me, And on this microphone Aint no competition, aint no competition, Aint no competition, bitch aint no competition My city, behind me, your bitch, beside me You haters, come find me, And on this microphone
Where my haters at, where my haters at? Where my raiders at? Where my chuck taylors at spit neck gasoline, no Vaseline Naming on the dude of this grind, working like a half machine Go ask your team Music is loosing its mind, Shit is like a travesty, is so whack to me I could put a hundred dudes in a lot And they all practically sound the god damn same we the best in the biz You aint gotta give me the crown cause I took it in the past 10 years When it come to this lyrical spit, tell me who fucking around with young Crooked The answer is none rappers Im popping like Pac the 90s, niggers get hit up Finishing a nigger, that thing he gonna run up on a general criminal Im general principle, Ima give him a bullet, the momentum is gonna spin him around And Ima give him another round, get rid of him Ladies and gentlemen I am the future, the whole wide world is cob Youre on your grind, then I salute you, sooner or later you gonna see Whats our only mission, knock you out the number one position Our position, I got 99 problems, one aint competition though
Aint no competition, aint no competition, Aint no competition, bitch aint no competition My city, behind me, your bitch, beside me You haters, come find me, And on this microphone Aint no competition, aint no competition, Aint no competition, bitch aint no competition My city, behind me, your bitch, beside me You haters, come find me, And on this microphone.
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