Handle My Enemies
Pockets obese I'm riding heavy when I'm in the streets
They tryna drain a young nigga of his energy
Just watch my friends cuz i can handle all my enemies
Handle all my enemies
Never know who really hate you, gotta watch the ones you love
So its death before dishonor I put my trust inside these slugs
Gotta focus on this music, i can't be inside no club
Homie threw away his life now he fiending for them drugs
My shorty sliding with a K he keep it next to him huh?
You want him dead he should of never disrespected you huh?
Thought it was sweet you caught him lacking at a festival huh?
All that shit he did, he should of known that unacceptable huh?
A couple niggas lost they life cause they wasnt doin what they supposed to do
But they ain't have no mother or no father what they supposed to do
Christmas time he robbing he tryna show you what that toaster do
Depressed I know it's hard it's feeling like it's not no hope for you
Niggas talking crazy, run into em' they don't wanna get into it
He caught his momma on them drugs, he asked his momma what you doin?
Cant wife no bitch up in the club i know these bitches pick and choosing
You just need a blessing nigga, you can't take no more of losing
Pockets obese I'm riding heavy when I'm in the streets
They tryna drain a young nigga of his energy
Just watch my friends cuz i can handle all my enemies
Back in the game a nigga throw that shit for 10 a key
They tryna drain a young nigga of his energy
Just watch my friends cuz i can handle all my enemies
Handle all my enemies
Never know who really hate you, gotta watch the ones you love
So its death before dishonor I put my trust inside these slugs
Gotta focus on this music, i can't be inside no club
Homie threw away his life now he fiending for them drugs
My shorty sliding with a K he keep it next to him huh?
You want him dead he should of never disrespected you huh?
Thought it was sweet you caught him lacking at a festival huh?
All that shit he did, he should of known that unacceptable huh?
A couple niggas lost they life cause they wasnt doin what they supposed to do
But they ain't have no mother or no father what they supposed to do
Christmas time he robbing he tryna show you what that toaster do
Depressed I know it's hard it's feeling like it's not no hope for you
Niggas talking crazy, run into em' they don't wanna get into it
He caught his momma on them drugs, he asked his momma what you doin?
Cant wife no bitch up in the club i know these bitches pick and choosing
You just need a blessing nigga, you can't take no more of losing
Pockets obese I'm riding heavy when I'm in the streets
They tryna drain a young nigga of his energy
Just watch my friends cuz i can handle all my enemies
Back in the game a nigga throw that shit for 10 a key
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Writer(s): Joseph Hobbs
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