Competition ft. Lil Reese (Prod. by Paris Beuller) Songtext
von Lil Durk

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


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
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′ll meet with them
Lil Duck, he can't duck this clip
Wuga world 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 hits when I′m sober
Tryna drop 30 and Motor
Tell Reese money to roll up
Even my judge know I'm poled up
Niggas workin′ sides with the police
Can't catch a nigga then we on his OG
Bitch I been that nigga since ′03
Free Five, free Law, RIP Odee
OTF, 300, go & tell them fuck niggas get money
OTF, 300, go & 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
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 (Shoutout to my competition)
I mean there's no competition (I mean there′s no competition)
Look up man, I know we winning (Look up man, I know we winning)
Haters mad ′cause they ain't in it (Haters mad ′cause they ain't in it)
We tote 30′s, we love semis
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 wit' you
Shooters on deck that'll 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 can′t really 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