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It's Greatest Competition
Hey
A nigga in the streets is a nigga incomplete at home don't know which road to take
A nigga that can cheat is a nigga that is weak within he gives himself away
A nigga with no goals is a nigga that ain't whole defeat is where he'd rather lay
Why the f*ck does it matter gang?
Yeah
Okay what the f*ck is a man?
I heard somebody say to me, "lil boy you trippen"
You must be tricking with plans of tipping to stick yo' tip in
You know it's level to reach the boss on yo' money mission
You took a break before yo' breakthrough that's intermission
Yo' chance you missed it
Now plans get vicious
You came from struggle befuddled by being poverty stricken
Hardhead makes a soft ass you took them whippings
Stayed on your ps and qs but only in the kitchen
Without Frank's society made you think should get enlisted
Ain't have no daddy so you nut inside of different women
You dropped the ball after the dance ball ain't been back since then
Yo' balls dropped
You on the block
But all you cock is pistols
What is yo' mission?
You ask self question
Left no epiphany
That left you tempted
Asking for help but felt nobody's listening
Got locked in cage that built yo' rage to take from one's you envy
Inside you empty
More I can say directed at you but I'm bout' to shift attention
I wanna say to the world this here's most of my niggas
Ain't have no answers for they questions so they forced the writtens
When coping becomes no one to vent to, "boy stop bitching"
When hoping becomes paying the bills with dream filled riches
When broken becomes the person you see in the mirror
When that lil boy opens his eyes the man sees vengeance
How much it take a man to take or become a killer?
Maybe a chance at millions
Shit
F*ck
A nigga in the streets is a nigga incomplete at home don't know which road to take
A nigga that can cheat is a nigga that is weak within he gives himself away
A nigga with no goals is a nigga that ain't whole defeat is where he'd rather lay
Why the f*ck does it matter gang?
Greatest Competition - ALL HE KNOWS Lyrics
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Trill
It's Greatest Competition
Hey
A nigga in the streets is a nigga incomplete at home don't know which road to take
A nigga that can cheat is a nigga that is weak within he gives himself away
A nigga with no goals is a nigga that ain't whole defeat is where he'd rather lay
Why the f*ck does it matter gang?
Yeah
Okay what the f*ck is a man?
I heard somebody say to me, "lil boy you trippen"
You must be tricking with plans of tipping to stick yo' tip in
You know it's level to reach the boss on yo' money mission
You took a break before yo' breakthrough that's intermission
Yo' chance you missed it
Now plans get vicious
You came from struggle befuddled by being poverty stricken
Hardhead makes a soft ass you took them whippings
Stayed on your ps and qs but only in the kitchen
Without Frank's society made you think should get enlisted
Ain't have no daddy so you nut inside of different women
You dropped the ball after the dance ball ain't been back since then
Yo' balls dropped
You on the block
But all you cock is pistols
What is yo' mission?
You ask self question
Left no epiphany
That left you tempted
Asking for help but felt nobody's listening
Got locked in cage that built yo' rage to take from one's you envy
Inside you empty
More I can say directed at you but I'm bout' to shift attention
I wanna say to the world this here's most of my niggas
Ain't have no answers for they questions so they forced the writtens
When coping becomes no one to vent to, "boy stop bitching"
When hoping becomes paying the bills with dream filled riches
When broken becomes the person you see in the mirror
When that lil boy opens his eyes the man sees vengeance
How much it take a man to take or become a killer?
Maybe a chance at millions
Shit
F*ck
A nigga in the streets is a nigga incomplete at home don't know which road to take
A nigga that can cheat is a nigga that is weak within he gives himself away
A nigga with no goals is a nigga that ain't whole defeat is where he'd rather lay
Why the f*ck does it matter gang?
It's Greatest Competition
Hey
A nigga in the streets is a nigga incomplete at home don't know which road to take
A nigga that can cheat is a nigga that is weak within he gives himself away
A nigga with no goals is a nigga that ain't whole defeat is where he'd rather lay
Why the f*ck does it matter gang?
Yeah
Okay what the f*ck is a man?
I heard somebody say to me, "lil boy you trippen"
You must be tricking with plans of tipping to stick yo' tip in
You know it's level to reach the boss on yo' money mission
You took a break before yo' breakthrough that's intermission
Yo' chance you missed it
Now plans get vicious
You came from struggle befuddled by being poverty stricken
Hardhead makes a soft ass you took them whippings
Stayed on your ps and qs but only in the kitchen
Without Frank's society made you think should get enlisted
Ain't have no daddy so you nut inside of different women
You dropped the ball after the dance ball ain't been back since then
Yo' balls dropped
You on the block
But all you cock is pistols
What is yo' mission?
You ask self question
Left no epiphany
That left you tempted
Asking for help but felt nobody's listening
Got locked in cage that built yo' rage to take from one's you envy
Inside you empty
More I can say directed at you but I'm bout' to shift attention
I wanna say to the world this here's most of my niggas
Ain't have no answers for they questions so they forced the writtens
When coping becomes no one to vent to, "boy stop bitching"
When hoping becomes paying the bills with dream filled riches
When broken becomes the person you see in the mirror
When that lil boy opens his eyes the man sees vengeance
How much it take a man to take or become a killer?
Maybe a chance at millions
Shit
F*ck
A nigga in the streets is a nigga incomplete at home don't know which road to take
A nigga that can cheat is a nigga that is weak within he gives himself away
A nigga with no goals is a nigga that ain't whole defeat is where he'd rather lay
Why the f*ck does it matter gang?
Writer: Randell Brockett Jr
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