Lyrics:
Competing with who baby there's no reason to lie
There's no reason to lie
Competing with who baby there no reason to lie
There's no reason to lie
You competing
Tryna copy bitch you know you sad
Hundred bands
Tell her put that pussy on my tab
Can’t tell me leave
What i got that’s something you
the bankroll and she turned into a slut
I'm competing with myself so I ain't worried bout such and such
When I come through in that mode you know it's up
Where
need it
When it's you, girl, there's no competing
Magnolia, can I get to know ya
When I look into your eyes
I see your soul
So vibrant and pure
You make
Just go
The truth is I was afraid
I felt inferior
I felt I excelled in competing with others
And I knew instantly
That these people were not
Just go
The truth is I was afraid
I felt inferior
I felt I excelled in competing with others
And I knew instantly
That these people were not
hoes competing
They ain't even coming
Close, close, close, close, close, close, close, yeah
Foot on the gas when I see you
Yeah, 'cause she ready
'cause she ready to
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
And all them other hoes competing
They ain't even coming
Close, close, close, close, close, close,
Lovers and bedsheets competing like horses in a race.
Suddenly they're not alone in this house of faith.
Lovers and bedsheets competing like
Just go
The truth is I was afraid
I felt inferior
I felt I excelled in competing with others and I knew instantly that these people were not
competing just look at the score
Just gettin' started and I know that I got it
Ball every season I feel like I'm Roddy
All of this hate is just fillin' my
ocean
Yeah you know i got a bank roll
Wet wet she soaking
Ima leave it open
I'm on a grind Noel and DD
I'm gonna shine no one competing
Shawty your mine
All these birds fly
Slow and go competing for sky
Way way out
In the heavy skies
Do shadows get high?
Low and broken ground
Waits now competing
it out so all my family could be eating
Aye but these niggas tryna stop me I ain't even competing
Get it up off the muscle, I'm tryna get VC and go
hit somebody, you use your fists
Love is a full-ring fighter, competing for the crown
Telling you forever, but beating you right now
And love’s gonna
and pony show these niggas just ain't competing
They act like some parrots these niggas just keep repeating
I'm in the mclarron I'll drive off like a cheetah
Yea yea yea yea
Blaerman yea man
Trapstar
Im a trapstar, trapstar
Competing with nobody
Im a fast car, NASCAR
Passing everybody
With Ma chains
tried it ain’t work out too much I just go with the flow
None of these niggas competing with Raawly you know how we do this shit
Disturbing the peace when
you tryna take my secret
They don't know, I got you
They don't know, I ain't competing
Me in my feelings, you in my reach, I'm reaching
Breaking my body
competing
We on the low we on the low I promise nobody gon' know
Don't care bout a post that's doing the most we not doing nothing for show
Don't even care
When I move windows tinted look like I'm Dt
I got people competing they tryna be me
Aye j2 my brother he like my three
They gone hate when you make
compliments
Got you out here competing
Well you can be
With somebody
That will treat you better
Ahh baby and you know it
You got a face
Not only mothers here
Where do we stand in life
We want to mean something
Afraid of being nothing we start to compete
Competing at the cost of others will
lead
the rough, a pistol with the pen
Who competing with him
They studying my film
I ain't playing but niggas could meet me out the gym
All home runs I don't miss
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