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!