X.L. - \My Opponent (Featuring XL) lyrics

Verse [JayBee] You know what it is, Soon as I get on the Mic Havin beats for dinner, AH! Heat em up, Give me a Slice Unsigned Hype, Somebody tell me where's my Competition You really trippin yo, I been the champ in my Division Oh you ain't notice? I'm focused it's time to make it Happen Yall n***as bogus, to rappin. I am the latest Fashion I keep it rollin, no cruising. To ships I am the Captain Ain't nothing new, I'm still stackin to me that's Automatic And I just, I just want it all And I'm ballin hard, you would think I hit the PowerBall n***a not at all, I be shinin for no reason Making it look easy, Even though it's just my Rookie Season Always in a Kodak moment, So say hello to the Camera If we talkin Swag, then I'm so far from an Ameture Damage ya, I'm a Chuck Liddell on Instrumentals Going H.A.M, n***a still be ballin hard after the Whistle. RETRO! [Intro] Haha! You know that was just the warmup baby Now I'm bout to pa** the rock to my big bro XL TreBoy ApeBoy, Let's get it. You know how we Do Verse [XL] Ballin is a Habit, I never can seem to Drop It Money[3], All I think bout is Profit Momma raised a gangsta, See it all in my Posture Two best friends, My right and My left Pockets Smoke so much dro, n***a I'mma need a Counselor Ran so much game, n***a I deserve an Oscar Plug with them Cubans, But get it straight from them Rastas Somethin Like Lil Boosie, I'm Trill and I'm from the Bottom Them Treboys with me, I know all of em Ridin! 40-Cal on me, I call it my Pocket Monster 4-Tre Entertainment, I'm reppin until they Out Me Loyal hold me down, I feel like I'm in the Mountains Penitentiary chances, n***a I'm really bout It Money is the mission and I ain't tryna get Sidetracked Lafayette's finest, Hottest n***as that's Outcha Retro, I got us. Tell them n***as we Got Next