TJ THE GR8 and TERENCE JAMES MILTON - Competition

Intro
"Yeah i get it i get it
Huh? Nah I don't think they ready for me yet
No i don't worry about competition
I'm just sticking to the mission
Let the competition worry about me"
Yeah get em gr8. Get em Gr8!
Chorus:
No i don't worry about competition
I'm just sticking to the mission
Let the competition worry about me
cnd i don't trip off opposition
I just keep it strictly business
Let the opposition worry about "T"
No i don't worry about competition
I'm just sticking to the mission
Let the competition worry about me
cnd i don't trip off opposition
I just keep it strictly business
Let the opposition worry about "T"
Verse 1
Now if i had a dime
Everytime i had a nigga tell me,
"i catch you slipping im a kill you"
("Im a get you nigga")
I'd probably have enough
To build a castle to the ceiling
Hit the coin star up for a million. ("Yeah")
Im the head chef baker
The chief bread maker
Tell my niggas take a seat and lets eat
("cwe yeah yeah you like that")
Middle finger to my hatas
Hope to never see em later
Put em all on the grill that's beef.
("Where that c-1 sauce at"?)
Real copper color nigga tho
Mississippi gorilla bro
Go and look for yourselves
You'll find fewer that's realer hoe
Memphis feel me like calico

Texas niggas they gotta know
I've been doing it big
From la to East ctlanta tho
Do the copper tone cannon
Leave em all where they standing
Tell your girl Don't panic
Got the tools like a mechanic
Put me in coach i can handle it
Save the game like the hamlic
Throw the game winning catch off balance
("I got that")
Chorus:
No i don't worry about competition
I'm just sticking to the mission
Let the competition worry about me
cnd i don't trip off opposition
I just keep it strictly business
Let the opposition worry about "T"
No i don't worry about competition
I'm just sticking to the mission
Let the competition worry about me
cnd i don't trip off opposition
I just keep it strictly business
Let the opposition worry about "T"
Verse2
If i can't turn back the hands of time
I guess i would... ("ticktok nigga")
But I can't So i ain't.
Then it's back to the hood. ("Just stop nigga")
Where the real still recognize real ("yeah")
cnd snitches still getting stitches still
("I got that")
cnd i don't dream of coming out it
I just dream of adding to it. ("I do")
Pull up on the homies
Drop a couple packs
Now that'll do it. ("Here take that")
Keep it flowing like I'm fluid
Show a youngin how to do it.
They just gotta put a little faith into it
("Keep faith homie")
Here's ya chance don't fumble it ("No")

What you saying you mumbling
You know you can't carry the pill
Then why you wanting it? ("You tripping")
So you can be the man of your town?
Pretend you're wearing the crown
Convince a couple kids you're running it. ("You silly")
You got the game in the head lock
The streets in a sleephold.
The rest is still in the house
Scared to checkout their peephole
I'm heading to the studio
Somewhere around noon
I'm about to free it up for my people.
("Oh you gone see me")
Chorus:
No i don't worry about competition
I'm just sticking to the mission
Let the competition worry about me
cnd i don't trip off opposition
I just keep it strictly business
Let the opposition worry about "T"
No i don't worry about competition
I'm just sticking to the mission
Let the competition worry about me
cnd i don't trip off opposition
I just keep it strictly business
Let the opposition worry about "T"
("TJ The Gr8!")

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