The Number Won

[Intro] I don't trust no one I keep my friends close, enemies closer Fuck both, I don't trust no one *snippet from Seinfeld interview on Larry King Live* [Verse 1] When you strive for perfection Desire get confused and you could lose your direction I lost my connection with a brethren Athlete mentality so fuck my competition Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool But every time we book, we stay in our green room Maybe it's on me, or brother it's on you Or maybe it's they fault that we ain't holla since June Fuck it, we on the move, none of us tryna lose I am out of this world and you a man on the moon I'll meet you in the sky Look this whole time, we was comin' from separate towns to hold down I figure this where my heart at This shit has got my soul I tell them niggas picture me rollin', I get the Kodak If y'all don't know ya history y'all should look a lil' closer I feel like Quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders They say this media changed, these verses gettin' strange Who you know that's famous and rich and stay the same? How can niggas blame us, but I am not ashamed But I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look [Chorus] Competition, for the love and anyway it go, they gon' remember us My nigga, it's all love That's how this shit be goin' when you go for number one We tryna be number one, number one, we tryna be number one [Verse 2] When you strive for perfection Desire get confused and you could lose your direction I lost my connection with my woman I needed her support but she was thinkin' 'bout a marriage, forget it! I know your love is the purest But sexin' without affection is necessary for some of us Here's my heart, you can hold it, I won't need it on this road trip And I ain't tryna cheat so go 'head, leave me to my lonesome Go! You free to go about your business But if we back to business hope we resurrect the feelin I'm a real nigga, them other niggas fill in The only girl I say I love you, and I'm not pretendin' Look, I got no time for that type of connection Meantime, I hope you keep your vagina protected Your friends say, why we not together yet Sad but it's true, but I ain't on ya level yet Tryna keep a level head, workin' like a Mexican Runnin' this bitch, feel like I deserve a medal here First placin' it, wine wastin' it With all due respect, I can't have you in the way of it [Chorus] Competition, she in love, and anyway it go I'm gon' remember her, but still My nature, it's all love, that's how that shit be goin' She vying for number one, tryna be number one She tryna be number one, she tryna be number one Tryna be number one!