Opposition

Bitch I'm racing 'til I wreck just like an exhibition
Aiming for the top
I never stop that be my True Religion
Taking all the food up off they plate
I heard they opposition
Niggas wanna talk
But they ain't ever taking my position
Bitch I'm racing 'til I wreck just like an exhibition
Aiming for the top
I never stop that be my True Religion
Taking all the food up off they plate
I heard they opposition
Niggas wanna talk
But they ain't ever taking my position
On God
A nigga gotta make a confession
I think I make these niggas mad
Look at their facial expressions
Looks a whole lotta hate
Mixed with a little depression
My everlasting impressions
Like damn this nigga's impressive
Don't be expecting me to tell you
'Bout that pack that went missing
Or what two bitches were kissing
Shit outta luck if ya missed it
No I don't fuck with the dissing
These niggas can't go the distance
But everybody wanna act
Like their music is hitting
I ain't got no competition what you talking 'bout
Make a nigga hit that whoa before he hit that ground
That nigga used to be 10 toes
But now he dancing 'round
Sent that nigga scared right into hiding
Now he underground
They used to try to tell me I would never make it
Now I laugh about 'em when I'm having conversations
Me and money boi that's one helluva combination
I don't talk for free
You better pay me for this consultation
Bitch I'm racing 'til I wreck just like an exhibition
Aiming for the top
I never stop that be my True Religion
Taking all the food up off they plate
I heard they opposition
Niggas wanna talk
But they ain't ever taking my position
Bitch I'm racing 'til I wreck just like an exhibition
Aiming for the top
I never stop that be my True Religion
Taking all the food up off they plate
I heard they opposition
Niggas wanna talk
But they ain't ever taking my position
On God



Credits
Writer(s): Keith Middleton
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