paroles de chanson No Competition - Malcolm Nash

& it's crazy
Cause I never thought that
I would be the type to
Smoke weed on a daily

Haven't talked to God lately

Guess that's why the devil
Sending me all of these ladies

& I've been
Contemplating daily

If should hold back
Or hit you with this new wave that

Me & creative minds been reluctant
To let you hear

Getting back on track
See the vision so clear

We gotta get it
Can't let these haters or these hoes
In the way of the vision

Hit me in my DM's
Talking all smooth
Get you back to the villa

Messing up my money
Something I don't play with
Man you niggas acting funny

Only one mission
That's to educate with music
While we bringing in them digits

Always take the chance
You better learn from it

What you know about
Sleeping on an empty stomach

Walk into the kitchen
Seeing that your fam hungry

Know it's hard
Knowing all these people depend on you

Staying strong
When the devil sent his goons on you

Kept the cross on my chain
To keep the demons from me

Visions of my team
Counting all this green
Thumbing

Keep my 3rd eye open
Know they up to something

Yeah you hear it
& try to live it
I'm kinda livid
& tired of hearing

Getting compared
To competition

Cause I see things different

I'm not a snake
But I slithering
& I be in the cut

Can't condole the life you living

& I've been cutting tithes
With the negativity

We been smoking good weed
We getting high
Do it frequently

We be smoking that gas

We feel the vibe
It's uplifting

Gotta play it smart
Cause my mind ain't simple

& it's crazy
Cause I never thought that
I would be the type to
Smoke weed on a daily

Haven't talked to God lately

Guess that's why the devil
Sending me all of these ladies

& I've been
Contemplating daily

If should hold back
Or hit you with this new wave that

Me & creative minds been reluctant
To let you hear

Getting back on track
See the vision so clear

We gotta get it
Can't let these haters or these hoes
In the way of the vision

Hit me in my DM's
Talking all smooth
Get you back to the villa

Messing up my money
Something I don't play with
Man you niggas acting funny

Only one mission
That's to educate with music
While we bringing in them digits

Different sounds
Put me in the studio anywhere

So profound
Is your sound y'all all sound the same

So astound
Looking down on my grind
Want to see a nigga

Head high
From my ego & this weed
Man I'm floating so high