Friendly Competition

Wake these boys up from they nap
Why the hell they doing that
Don't they know the king is back
I swear these bars will be a stack
I'm just being real
That's how I feel
Y'all know the fucking deal
Little boy I been a heel
Big ballin' like Shaquille

My crown you could never steal
My medals gold, never steel
Nola, boy, I love the sound
Just know while I'm still around
I'm the one who runs the town
I'm the one who runs the city, soon you'll see me run the state
I'm the one who's doing great
No questions, no debate
Time was runnin', now y'all late
Y'all ain't got shit on y'all plate
No Mr. Nice Guy
Bitch I been a fly guy
Yes I fuck with Shai Guy
But don't know why he always cry
2x and guapo
Could never keep up, I'm feeling like Chapo
Agarren un trapo
There's blood on the floor
Outclassing these niggas be making me bored
Check on the remedy, he sound a lil sore
Don't know what he's screaming for
Delivery poor
Work a little more
And maybe you might catch up to my score
But that's only if you really work
Why these niggas acting like they triple worth
Tell these niggas bring they heads down to earth
Hear my words
They don't slur
Wiping niggas in a blur
Check the motion
This devotion
Setting up this big explosion
Fuck commotion
You not chosen
"Frank Too Solid" but he bent
Forget them millis 4DM
Niggas still be riding trends
I can see where Lexx went
Look at who y'all up against
Let me say I'm not content
Didn't come to make friends
Trynna make these fucking bands
Always eating, still starvin'
Shitty niggas got me barfin'
All the screamin' sound like barkin'
Y'all degrading, I'm evolving
Fuck a break, I was chargin'
This my season, start the bargin'
Got no time to make a bargain
Get my blade, it's time for carving
All these niggas been my bitch
Look at how the flow switch
Threw your sound into a ditch
This my zone, this my niche
All y'all bitches make me sick
Better get to movin' quick
I could never save a hoe
But I'm quick to savor O's
Y'all be killing fake foes
You ain't got not one of those
For this shit I'm 10 toes
Coming for y'all fucking throats
I don't see the competition
I thought y'all would start to listen
I don't do no exhibitions
Killing niggas with precision
Aye, yuh, remember the name
Bringing pain
Sending shots straight to your brain
Y'all too lame
This my game
Learn to aim
We not the same
You can't tame
The fucking beast
I've unleashed
Leavin' all these boys deceased, yeah

Wake these boys up from they nap
Why the hell they doing that
Don't they know the king is back
I swears these bars will be a stack
I'm just being real (being real)
That's how I feel
Y'all know the fucking deal (fucking deal)
Little boy I been a heel
Big ballin' like Shaquille



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Writer(s): Josue Flores
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