Lil Durk, Lil Reese - Competition lyrics

[Lil Durk, Lil Reese - Competition lyrics]

Gangsta! Bueller!
I've come to a realization (Bandcamp) l's
Bueller! (Rrrrah) my only competition
(Free the guys from Lamron)
Is when niggas just don't use a DJ (L's)
(Bandcamp)

Shoutout to my competition
These shots to my opposition
('Cause if it comes to these streets)
This shit real, my block we winning
(L's, let's get it)
This shit real, my block we in it
(I gots to spin, no DJ)
Bricksquad K, I tweet the shit
The label say don't leak the shit
Lawyer money got the shit
I catch a opp, I beat the shit (Durk)
Bricksquad K, I tweet the shit
The label say don't leak the shit
Lawyer money got the shit
I catch a opp, I beat the shit
Catch Lil Jay, I heat his face
My lil niggas a meet with them
Lil Duck he can't duck this clip
WUGAWORLD K cause they fuck with them
Let's get it 30 shots we the murda block
Got choppa shells for a lot of opps
Off parole I'm on a lot of shots
No Fredo bitch I'm in a lot of cuts
I do hit's when I'm sober
Tryna drop 30 and Motor
Tell Reese money to roll up
Even my judge know I'm poled up
Niggas reppin' sides with the police
(Let's get it)
Can't catch a nigga then we on his OG (L's)
Bitch I been the nigga since '03
Free Five, free Law, RIP Odee (L's)
OTF 3hunnit (Let's get it)
Go and tell them fuck niggas get money
OTF 3hunnit
Go and tell them fuck niggas get money
Let's get it

Shoutout to my competition
These shots to my opposition
This shit real my block we winning
This shit real my block we in it
(Gangsta present) these shots to my Opps
These shots to my Opps
These shots to my Opps
These shots to my Opps
These shots to my Opps
These shots to my Opps
These shots to my Opps
These shots to my Opps

Shoutout to my competition
I mean there's no competition
Look up man I know we winning
Haters mad cause they ain't in it
We tote 30's, we love sinning
Fucked all these hoes, man we hit plenty
Don't talk about money cause
I done made plenty
Now shoutout to my competition
You say you on that
You better have that with you
Shooters on deck that a kill that issue
Acting like you with it that's the
Quickest way to get you
$1500 on a belt like it ain't a big issue
Same niggas in the same hood
Got real niggas with me, plus we official
And we shooting shit and we
Ain't tryna miss you
This a message to the Opps
Miss me with the dissing
Fucked his bitch now he sneak dissing
Pull up with the windows tinted
So the haters really can't see who in it
3hunna

Shoutout to my competition
These shots to my opposition
This shit real my block we winning
This shit real my block we in it
These shots to my Opps
These shots to my Opps
These shots to my Opps
These shots to my Opps
These shots to my Opps
These shots to my Opps
These shots to my Opps
These shots to my Opps

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