Nothin’ To Me

Eddy B & Tim Gunter

[Chorus]
Say you tryna compete?
Heard you comin' for me
Searchin', I'm right here
You ain't nothin' to me
You ain't nothin' to me (What?)
You ain't nothin' to me (What?)
You ain't nothin' to me (What?)
You ain't nothin' to me
Hear them callin' my name
'Cause I'm runnin' the game
Ask around in my city, bet they gon' tell you the same
You ain't nothin' to me (What?)
You ain't nothin' to me (What?)
You ain't nothin' to me (What?)
You ain't nothin' to me

[Verse 1]
Words to your mama
I'll kill the drama
And son, you like papa
I'm on the mission to get it
Spit it and make me some guala
Hottest dude in my city, so all the girlies gon' holla
Plus, I stay on my grizzy, and on the side I'm a scholar
More than average I'm craftin' this dope shit
Don't [Impasse ?] it
Addin' me to a beat is equal to you being subtracted
Told you I was a problem
But it's not easy mathematics
Swear my talent's like digits [?]
Schoolin' niggas so easy and still I'm skippin' my classes
Couldn't see me with glasses while on a boat, rowin' paddles
Flip the bird while they floppin' like they were rockin' some sandles
They like Shaq runnin' point and I take it back they can't handle
Told me I couldn't spit but listen they dippin' like Snuff
Smoothest nigga that's spittin' killin' the game, labeled rough
I'm addicted to eatin' [they ?] swear I can't get enough
But they just like them groupie ho's cause I can tell that they suck

[Chorus]
Say you tryna compete?
Heard you comin' for me
Searchin', I'm right here
You ain't nothin' to me
You ain't nothin' to me (What?)
You ain't nothin' to me (What?)
You ain't nothin' to me (What?)
You ain't nothin' to me
Hear them callin' my name
'Cause I'm runnin' the game
Ask around in my city, bet they gon' tell you the same
You ain't nothin' to me (What?)
You ain't nothin' to me (What?)
You ain't nothin' to me (What?)
You ain't nothin' to me

[Verse 2]
If they told me to rip it, I said I don't have a choice
I go harder than most these niggas while losin' my voice
Swear I'm flyer than emblems you see on top of Rolls-Royce
I was plottin' my greatness while they were playin with toys
Used to say they were better, cannot believe it was true
Quit the doubtin' like Robin Williams and got in the booth
Started spittin' my heart and they didn't need to get proof
'Cause I was only spittin' bout this shit they seen that I do
Now backpack rapper killin' shit is so easy
I got 'em thinkin' they wonderin' how the fuck they gon' beat me
I could be an amputee and bet they couldn't defeat me
I got so much profile that they wanna delete me
Say the game isn't fair, I tell you life really isn't
But you can get with the movement or get nowhere, 'cause you bitchin'
Most these niggas they want the fame but they ain't tryna work
Guess they scared that they'll face me and their feelings get hurt

[Chorus]
Say you tryna compete?
Heard you comin' for me
Searchin', I'm right here
You ain't nothin' to me
You ain't nothin' to me (What?)
You ain't nothin' to me (What?)
You ain't nothin' to me (What?)
You ain't nothin' to me
Hear them callin' my name
'Cause I'm runnin' the game
Ask around in my city, bet they gon' tell you the same
You ain't nothin' to me (What?)
You ain't nothin' to me (What?)
You ain't nothin' to me (What?)
You ain't nothin' to me (To me, me, me)

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