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GBA Dicey - No Competition Lyrics



GBA Dicey - No Competition Lyrics




I was taken to another world
Couldn't find any of my fears or hopes
I became someone who didn't know
I'm lost somewhere I've never been before

Everyday my cup be dirty like I don't wash the dishes
Sitting at the line all by myself like wasn't no competition
Everyday I'm racing league to league tryna be the first to finish
They killed one man, we knocked down four, he can't take what he dishin

The golden child, I'll ride around with a golden blicky
Left me in the cosmos, now it's my turn like I run with Timmy
Grew up in the bricks with smoke like f*ck the house just buy the chimney
We knocked his brain backwards like he got hit with Wess and Smithon

These niggas no competition, feel like nobody with him
I know that f*cking feeling, when something go wrong
You tryna get home, you only got you, you the realest
When something go wrong, you tryna get home, you only got you, you the realest

Sport mode, how I drive that coupe and I be sliding, glock beam rojo
Shipments cross the country, bout some work, it's by the boat load
Leave em red like Kool-Aid, had his family screamin' oh no
He dissed and we got back so quick, we stretched him like a yo-yo

Just popped a perky, came through early, I ain't calming down
If I was up right now, they'd try they best to put me down
Ice on my neck gon' cool me down when I be spazzing out
Forget the people , I just only want the money round

Every day my cup be dirty like I don't wash the dishes
Sitting at the line all by myself like wasn't no competition
Every day I'm racing league to league, tryna be the first to finish
They killed one man, we knocked down four, he can't take what he dishing

The golden child, I'll ride around with a golden blicky
Left me in the Cosmos, now it's my turn like I run with Timmy
Grew up in the bricks with smoke like f*ck the house just buy the chimney
We knocked his brain backwards like he got hit with wess and smithon
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I was taken to another world
Couldn't find any of my fears or hopes
I became someone who didn't know
I'm lost somewhere I've never been before

Everyday my cup be dirty like I don't wash the dishes
Sitting at the line all by myself like wasn't no competition
Everyday I'm racing league to league tryna be the first to finish
They killed one man, we knocked down four, he can't take what he dishin

The golden child, I'll ride around with a golden blicky
Left me in the cosmos, now it's my turn like I run with Timmy
Grew up in the bricks with smoke like f*ck the house just buy the chimney
We knocked his brain backwards like he got hit with Wess and Smithon

These niggas no competition, feel like nobody with him
I know that f*cking feeling, when something go wrong
You tryna get home, you only got you, you the realest
When something go wrong, you tryna get home, you only got you, you the realest

Sport mode, how I drive that coupe and I be sliding, glock beam rojo
Shipments cross the country, bout some work, it's by the boat load
Leave em red like Kool-Aid, had his family screamin' oh no
He dissed and we got back so quick, we stretched him like a yo-yo

Just popped a perky, came through early, I ain't calming down
If I was up right now, they'd try they best to put me down
Ice on my neck gon' cool me down when I be spazzing out
Forget the people , I just only want the money round

Every day my cup be dirty like I don't wash the dishes
Sitting at the line all by myself like wasn't no competition
Every day I'm racing league to league, tryna be the first to finish
They killed one man, we knocked down four, he can't take what he dishing

The golden child, I'll ride around with a golden blicky
Left me in the Cosmos, now it's my turn like I run with Timmy
Grew up in the bricks with smoke like f*ck the house just buy the chimney
We knocked his brain backwards like he got hit with wess and smithon
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Writer: JAMAL JONES
Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave

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Performed By: GBA Dicey
Language: English
Length: 2:07
Written by: JAMAL JONES

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