Текст песни No Competition (feat. Shy Glizzy) - Ralo feat. Shy Glizzy

(T-T-The Heroes) I used to sell cocaine (I used to sell cocaine), used to sell hard (used to sell hard)

(Who made this beat? It's power)

Started sellin' heroin (started sellin' heroin), started sellin' weed (started sellin' weed)

(Twysted Genius, baby)

I'm a jack of all trades, you dig? (Jack of all trades, you dig?)

Young Jefe, Holmes, uh

Remember nights in them cold cells, now I'm taking flights to them hotels (yeah)

Hold tight 'til the dope sell, tell the weed man we need more bales (yeah)

Still screaming out fuck 12, if a nigga play, I'm goin' back to jail (yeah)

I don't listen to these niggas' music (why?), All of these niggas wack as hell (woo)

I ain't never been to Pakistan but I named my hood after Pakistan (yeah)

My bitch ain't never gon' need nothin' (why?), All she gotta do is ask her man (yeah)

Blast a man, I would blast a man (what?), Tell them niggas I'll blast 'em (waddup?)

I ain't fuck with my daddy (why?), Mama made me a bastard (yeah)

Money came a lil' faster (yeah), I flipped it every time it came in (waddup?)

I ain't even no rapper (what?), this dope boys entertainment (yeah)

You know I do it for the dope boys (waddup?), And I do it for the weed dealers (damn)

I don't fuck with none of these niggas (why?), I don't feel I really need niggas (nope)

Mama said she can't sleep at night (why?), She had a dream I had a candlelight (damn)

Tell my mama if I ever die (dead), know I lived a real nigga life (yeah)

I'd rather die a real nigga (yeah), than live like a fuck nigga (yeah)

I knew these niggas all my damn life (well), but I don't even fuck with 'em

Why you tryna compete with me (why?), And you can come eat with me? (Yeah, yeah)

All them niggas (yeah, what? What?) You see with me used to be in the street with me (woo, woo)

I am not in no competition (nope), I want all my niggas winning (yeah)

'Cause even (yeah, yeah, yeah) if they ain't got it, I tell 'em to come and get it (come on)

Why you tryna compete with me (why?), And you can come eat with me? (Yeah, yeah)

All them niggas (yeah, what? What?) You see with me used to be in the street with me (woo, woo)

I am not in no competition (nope), I want all my niggas winning (yeah) (yeah)

'Cause even (yeah, yeah, yeah) if they ain't got it, I tell 'em to come and get it (come on) (now, I fed a homie)

Bitch, they call me Glizzy, uh

Nigga play and I hit it, uh

You want some smoke?, Come get it, uh

This life is no joke I'm livin', uh

Got some dope boys from Michigan

They be getting them millions

You niggas ain't got no discipline

Ain't no competition, huh

FamGoon, FamGoon, FamGoon (FamGoon)

I'm in that double R truck, might ram you

Ralo supposed to be coming home soon

Them crackers can't fucking stand you

When they came and snatched me up

I told 'em my name was Nathaniel

Boy, you really be acting up

But I know you an actor like Samuel

Rough nigga, tough nigga, don't give a fuck, nigga

Every time I see a baddie, gotta see what's up with her

Used to be a homie but he turned into a fuck nigga

Yup, nigga, it's up, nigga, no, I don't trust niggas