Can't Compete

Ever wanted something so damn bad That you would leave ya sick dad Feeling oh so sad? Had a choice to make I gotta do what's best for me Love you pops I just can't be stuck in Cheverly For the rest of my life, I gotta get shit right Sol searching got a nigga working Looking from afar yeah I'm always observing The lack of loyalty that's really why I'm hurting Niggas ain't consistent And these bitches they just bitches I just keep my distance worry bout my own existence Hold up Brief intermission Had to catch my breath I always do impress Got the "S" on my chest, yes I'm fresh to death Get to fighting with the fans like I'm Ron Artest In the studio for hours I don't need no rest I be killing tracks for days this ain't my best Sumn like J. Cole, man I'm really getting warmed up Put me in the game dropping 60 gotta turn up And you know I'm not finished Dropping 20 in the overtime like that shit is light 80 points divided by 5 Every 16 bars I spit is always fire Niggas can't compete with me on the beats And you know my boy Preston In ya girls cheeks Can't compete with me Sit back and uh, sit back and ya Can't compete with me Word is bond, yo, and we don't stop Can't compete with me One time, one time Can't compete with me Go, go, go, go The itzy bitsy spider crawling up and down the web Peter Parker in the flesh Yeah fool we knocking heads Should I go first? Should I start again? We dealing with that shit niggas can't comprehend So until then you better read a book Walk up in my shoes I bet they fit loose The war been over you better sign a truce Tryna take my spot like it's easy to do Leader of the nine realms Sol is my brother Loki Odinson Four strikes like a clover 'Cause when you play with C2 it's game over Spy Kids 3, I always wanted to see Carmen naked in 3D These niggas can't copy me or Xerox Carbon copy, dance water dance while I slap you with this guitar Bitches mad that I made it this far By the seaside chilling with my chicha That's word to my *** always buzzing Tryna get with her or maybe her cousin I'm just playing I'm a humble man I like ya friend and ya other friend, f*ck her mans 'Cause when I'm famous I'll f*ck any bitch Even if it's Mary Jane Watson or Lindsay Lohan Or Megan good, you know she bops great (Uh, uh) Stacking my cards I'll double down on a date This fate how I rhyme Flip a penny to a dime Mathematics in the streets I stuck to the books While bitches always overlook Niggas pulling cards like they really up Asking for the discount But I thought you run it up? (Run it up) Fake flex on the gram piss poor rappers 180 deals, niggas scream "360" Tryna make it from a Camry to a big body Beam