No Contest Lyrics

I'm talkin' money, cash, bags, when I used to be in the trap house

I got my foot on they neck and I know that they tired, they ready to tap out

I got the cheese so I stay with the rack out

Too many hits, yeah, I really could black out

Music for life, no, I never could back out

Gettin' the money, I stay with the racks out

Dropped her, got tired of blowin' the back out

If they said smoke, then we blowin' it back out

They tryna stop me, I'm never gon' back down

I'm in the zone and I never could snap out

Silly me, silly me, yeah, this is really me

Used to hate my music, they wasn't feelin' me

Way they was hatin', it really was killin' me

This was all I had, the music was healin' me

I kept on workin', improved my ability

Now I got diamonds on my neck, they chillin' me

So much talent that I don't got no ceilin'

Drop top, no, I don't got no ceilin'

They hear my sound and they really be stealin' it

Can't save a thot, so I'd rather be villainous

Homies be drillin' it, smoke, I'm inhalin' it

Shawty was heaven sent, she was my medicine

Shout out to Lando, I'm gettin' the Benjamins

Passin' my peers, yeah, I know that it's menacing

I can name you every rapper, I'm better than

Set me some competition, and I'm endin' em

context, let me give you some context

Let me give you the concept

In the projects, they thought I was a convict

Yeah, it really was nonsense

If we honest, I'm the best ain't no contest

Drip, drip, I pull up like a faucet

All the ice on my neck, got me frosted

I'm a prince and you know I'm the topic

Y'all stayin' still, I'm really evolving

Answer the phone when destiny callin'

Pull up with Polo we aim at your noggin'

Runnin' these tracks, y'all really be joggin', let's go

I'm talkin' money, cash, bags, when I used to be in the trap house

I got my foot on they neck and I know that they tired, they ready to tap out

I got the cheese so I stay with the rack out

Too many hits, yeah, I really could black out

Music for life, no, I never could back out

Gettin' the money, I stay with the racks out

Dropped her, got tired of blowin' the back out

If they said smoke, then we blowin' it back out

They tryna stop me, I'm never gon' back down

I'm in the zone and I never could snap out

Silly me, silly me, yeah, this is really me

Used to hate my music, they wasn't feelin' me

Way they was hatin', it really was killin' me

This was all I had, the music was healin' me

I kept on workin', improved my ability

Now I got diamonds on my neck, they chillin' me

So much talent that I don't got no ceilin'

Drop top, no, I don't got no ceilin'