Crooked I - No Competition

No Competition Lyrics

Ok, I’m bottle popping, I’m …
I make Colorado rocking, deep in that 303
I got a model jocking, she say her man’s a physician




My city, behind me, your bitch, beside me

And on this microphone


My city, behind me, your bitch, beside me

And on this microphone

Where my haters at, where my haters at?
Said I was dead when I left there …
Hell no nigger, I made it back
Now you niggers gotta fade to black
So damn hungry, I ate the mat
I’m the beast, the west coast, in the belly of industry club
And I’m raining stacks
Name another artist who harder than me,
Who’s smarter than me, I’m smart as a Harvard degree
In the dark, I’m a … with the beat, don’t argue with me
These artists are weak, I’m arguably
The best with these bars,
So they start talk about…
I made a small fortune without drawing…
Just made it…middle man
… now I’m fucking with a million
I ain’t even have to touch one kilogram
I remember when you rappers… home boy that’s your marketing plan
… ain’t nothing wrong with catching a ride
But some wrong with niggers that I catch in a lie
Back to the flow, passing you hoes
… passion and flow, throw cash on the floor
…going back to the mall



My city, behind me, your bitch, beside me

And on this microphone



My city, behind me, your bitch, beside me

And on this microphone

Where my haters at, where my haters at?
Where my raiders at? Where my chuck taylor’s at
… spit neck gasoline, no Vaseline
Naming on the dude of this grind, working like a half machine
Go ask your team
Music is loosing its mind,
Shit is like a travesty, is so whack to me
I could put a hundred dudes in a lot
And they all practically sound the god damn same
…we the best in the biz
You ain’t gotta give me the crown cause I took it in the past 10 years

The answer is none rappers… I’m popping like Pac the 90’s, niggers get hit up
Finishing a nigger, that thing he gonna run up on a general criminal
I’m general principle, I’ma give him a bullet, the momentum is gonna spin him around
And I’ma give him another round, get rid of him
Ladies and gentlemen I am the future, the whole wide world is cob
You’re on your grind, then I salute you, sooner or later you gonna see
What’s our only mission, knock you out the number one position




My city, behind me, your bitch, beside me

And on this microphone


My city, behind me, your bitch, beside me

And on this microphone.

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