No Competition Freestyle lyrics

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OTM


[Verse 1: Duffy]
Keep it real, I ain't seeing no competition
You in the field bro but you ain't playing my position
Got some M's now b*tches out here acting different
Any n*gga tryna step, then I'm gladly trippin
Spent the night with a blower makin bad decisions
We gave that man a whole warning but he never listened
Had to do him so sick, what a tragic ending
Drop a awful lotta hundreds, b*tch I'm barely spending
Ain't no chillin til' I'm f*cking off a hundred plus
n*ggas winning, I can't settle for no runner up
Off the Muscle at her party, she in love with us
I got a blower n*gga, don’t be on no funny stuff
Strapped up like a n*gga finna bungee jump
Cause' not a lotta n*ggas makе it where I'm coming from
That n*gga looking drunk as f*ck throwing upper cuts
That n*gga shoulda' took thе sign when he dropped the blunt
Boxer n*gga say he wanna fight, can he duck a gun?
Yeah I be outside all night, I don’t f*ck with bums
Told that buster this my life, b*tch it ain't for fun
If we see you out with that ice you gon tuck it huh?
We gon' bust a bag or what? Add it, count it, sum it up
Play wit' us, he dumb as f*ck, he still alive? He lucky huh?
Tried to press me with that knife, I had f*ck him up
Remember all them days when n*ggas only had a couple Bucks
Too tough, really worth a mill so I'm tooled up
Had to put the hammer on his noggin, n*gga screwed up
Who what? Don’t care b*tch, I'm tryna move up
One n*gga blew it and he got his whole group touched
True sh*t had his main b*tch like who dis? I do sh*t
Got it in the bag cause it’s too big, I snoop sh*t
Doggy with his b*tch on some smooth sh*t
Handle business, Remble we gon' meet you up at Ruth Chris
[Verse 2: Bluepesos]
He tried to go against the muscle, he's a risk taker
Taking rides in his whip but I ain't a hitch hiker
Neutralizing n*ggas homies like the Equalizer
Tenth wood in the stu', I can’t get no higher
Custom kicks on my feet, you cannot buy em'
n*ggas speaking on that mission, told him keep quiet
Big n*ggas with a beard, man I hate Vikings
n*ggas always tryna pop it with them...man
Off the muscle for the win, I told coach put me in
n*ggas on my line bout' a b*tch, I'm on these dividends
But after that I slide through and come be a participant
First time linkin, let me hit, she ain't innocent
A n*gga step wrong, f*ck his b*tch and that’s equivalent
She said ''That’s not me, that’s my sister'' What the difference is?
She tryna take a n*gga soul, show me what the business is
n*ggas say they shooting poles but hanging with the witnesses
My last b*tch I f*cked it up, these n*ggas finna run from something
Buckle and shut it up, Off The Muscle coming up
We on n*gga, bet it up, too cold to be a buster n*gga
Pressure I ain't gon' let up, on God n*ggas fed up
These weak n*ggas makin it, riding round in Bape fits
Your baby mama shakin it, you know she can’t take di*k
My House where the training is
Your big brother bang, you do not, why you claiming it?
Off the muscle sh*t talker, b*tch no mistaking it
[Outro:Duffy]
I ain't seeing no competition
You in the field bro but you ain't playing my position
n*gga, I ain't seeing no competition
You in the field bro but you ain't playing my position
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