these people’s ears perk up as I begin To spaz with the pen, I’m a little bit sicker than most Shit’s finna get thick again They say the competition is
I'm a detective I'm all over you 234 Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah [x4] We're on the floor And your makin me wanna take you on No competition But the girls
Steady crawling On them 4s (still crawling) On them 4s (still balling) On them 4s Still crawling on 4s mayne On them 4s (still crawling) On them 4s (
Oh ooh (x4) [Will.i.am] Step up in the party like my name was Mr. T All these hating naggers ain’t got nothing on me. Honestly I gotta stay as fly as
Silencers so you can't hear it Competition still fear it, shit, don't ask me I went from ashy to nasty to classy, and still [Chorus By Carl Thomas 4x
heal, This pain inside is all that's real.. Fall, As fire..[x4] Fall!! As fire..[x4] Fall as fire from.. From the skies above!![x4] Bleed on me, This
nobody come off like P. Diddy (woo) Business wise, I play men Hide money on the Island Cayman (c'mon), y'all just betray men (yeah) You screamin, I position, competition
Silencers so you can't hear it Competition still fear it, shit, don't ask me I went from ashy to nasty to classy, and still [Chorus By Carl Thomas 4
fast, slow it down or I quit I'm not the kind to give you a call To stop on a rap that I lead, so I pause I give you 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 If that ain't enough
Take over like Bush did the poll sheets A lot of rappers falling off 'cause they so weak That's what we here for to bring competition Battle anybody we them 4
get a little piece of this American dream I spit venom thru the pipes as I smoke in em I shit rhythm and I'm nice ain't no competition [fart sound] (Ewwww
With a light to gain sight make your competition say AIGHT No I.D. from the city with a bridge on thirty-first Makin all butt crews disperse Chorus: repeat 4
to describe Whoever said money don't grow on trees Lies my money tree full of dough BC money man My ancestors had roofie o 20/20 shawty man my competition
spit that real shit Wanna bet, what? (Take it all, you need me) That he too much of a thug for you Wanna be ballers out here to deal with Make it competition
Out my dome, I'll start thinkin' Get so funky 'til I start stinkin' I don't think slow when it comes to rhymes When times create, I shift to overdrive Now all the competition
24/7, 24/7, 24/7 365 On My Grind [x4] [Chorus:] 24/7 365 On My Grind 'Cause I I Gotta Get Mine (yea) I Gotta Get Mine [x2] How You Gone Do It? One Hustle
dirty thoughts so I can get it bigger Beyonce, look at me now I'm a killer I said I'm not gay go away stop wishing I just wanted a bit of stiff competition
No one is iller than me It's Mr. Swifty from the 313... [Swift] I make rappers wanna turn into singers I keep hoes lickin' they fingers Bring this competition
