Ralo and Shy Glizzy - No Competition

The Heroes
I used to sell cocaine, used to sell hard
Who made this beat?
Started sellin' heroin, started sellin' weed
Twysted Genius, baby
I'm a jack of all trades, you dig?
Young Jefe, holmes uh

Remember nights in them cold cells
Now I'm taking flights to them hotels
Hold tight 'til the dope sell
Tell the weed man we need more bales
Still screaming out fuck 12
If a nigga play, I'm goin' back to jail
I don't listen to these niggas' music
All of these niggas wack as hell
I ain't never been to Pakistan but
I named my hood after Pakistan
My bitch ain't never gon' need nothin'
All she gotta do is ask her man
Blast a man, I would blast a man
Tell them niggas I'll blast 'em
I ain't fuck with my daddy
Mama made me a bastard
Money came a lil' faster
I flipped it every time it came in
I ain't even no rapper
This dope boys entertainment
You know I do it for the dope boys
And I do it for the weed dealers
I don't fuck with none of these niggas
I don't feel I really need niggas
Mama said she can't sleep at night
She had a dream I had a candlelight
Tell my mama if I ever die
Know I lived a real nigga life
I'd rather die a real nigga
Than live like a fuck nigga
I knew these niggas all my damn life
But I don't even fuck with 'em

Why you tryna compete with me and
You can come eat with me?
All them niggas you see with me used
To be in the street with me
I am not in no competition
I want all my niggas winning
'Cause even if they ain't got it
I tell 'em to come and get it
Why you tryna compete with me and
You can come eat with me?
All them niggas you see with me used
To be in the street with me
I am not in no competition
I want all my niggas winning
'Cause even if they ain't got it
I tell 'em to come and get it

Bitch, they call me Glizzy, uh
Nigga play and I hit it, uh
You want some smoke, come get it, uh
This life is no joke I'm livin', uh
Got some dope boys from Michigan
They be getting them millions
You niggas ain't got no discipline
Ain't no competition, huh
FamGoon, FamGoon, FamGoon
I'm in that double R truck, might ram you
Ralo supposed to be coming home soon
Them crackers can't fucking stand you
When they came and snatched me up
I told 'em my name was Nathaniel
Boy, you really be acting up
But I know you an actor like Samuel
Rough nigga, tough nigga, don't give a fuck
Nigga every time I see a baddie
Gotta see what's up with her
Used to be a homie but he
Turned into a fuck nigga
Yup, nigga, it's up, nigga, no
I don't trust niggas

Why you tryna compete with me and
You can come eat with me?
All them niggas you see with me used
To be in the street with me
I am not in no competition
I want all my niggas winning
'Cause even if they ain't got it
I tell 'em to come and get it
Why you tryna compete with me and
You can come eat with me?
All them niggas you see with me used
To be in the street with me
I am not in no competition
I want all my niggas winning
'Cause even if they ain't got it
I tell 'em to come and get it

Hello, this is a prepaid debit call from
Ralo, FamGoon an inmate at the Robert
A dayton Detention Facility
To accept this call press 0
To refuse this call, hang
This call is from a corrections facility and
Is subject to monitoring and recording
Thank you for using GTL hey partner
It's the Ralo FamGoon reporting
Live from federal prison
AKY, I need us to do a motherfuckin'
This one gotta be a classic right
Here, this for the streets, man
This for everybody out there
Screaming free Ralo everybody supporting me
Everybody showing me love i appreciate that
I read every letter, every letter
That come through the mail, dawg
I read, dawg
I appreciate all the love and support
That y'all been supporting me
I need it, from the heart
I might not respond to every letter
Due to the fact it be ten
Fifteen letters a day
But man, you know I'm in the hole 24
Hours a day, I'm in a room, man
And I'm studyin', I'm prayin'
And I'm comin' home, man
Ahk shit, pop shit, FamGoon business

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