Enemyz
(Ha, ha, ha)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah
Yeah (yeah)
Oh yeah
Yeah
All my old friends, I turned them to enemies
I'm in the trap with artillery
Yeah, She told me she love me she's missing me
All of these drugs they killing me
Yeah, We turn that boy to some history
Where did he go it's a mystery
He wanna slide it really gets slippery
We boot it up, electricity
I put the dope on the scale
These bitches be fishy they walking with gills
Yeah, I called up Slatt he go in for the kill
They won't shoot back it's an issue of skill
Yeah I count up racks but I won't pay her bill
Yeah I'm counting cash like I'm running a till
I miss my old girl we're like Jack and Jill
All of these new hoes they just want the thrill
Bumping my old music they want the grails
You plotting on me, we sniff out the trail
New hoe she heaven sent Ima prevail
Load up Tor get a pint through the mail
Riding the beat like I'm stuck on a rail
I got one brother too many I got out the jail
He talking shit when we slide he was pale
She done with that head Ima buy her some nails
Beam make him stop like a red light
Bitches they flashing like they're wearing headlights
I'm on the road like I copped me a new bike
She loving on me it's getting her mood right
I'm with the gang and we creep through the moonlight
Slatt got a scope better be out of his sight
I'm high as fuck I think I could die tonight
I know his music was ass but I'm polite
All my old friends, I turned em to enemies
I'm in the trap with artillery
Yeah, She told me she love me she's missing me
All of these drugs they killing me
Yeah, We turn that boy to some history
Where did he go it's a mystery
He wanna slide it really gets slippery
We boot it up, electricity
I put the dope on the scale
These bitches be fishy they walking with gills
Yeah, I called up Slatt he go in for the kill
They won't shoot back it's an issue of skill
Yeah I count up racks but I won't pay her bill
Yeah I'm counting cash like I'm running a till
I miss my old girl we're like Jack and Jill
All of these new hoes they just want the thrill
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah
Yeah (yeah)
Oh yeah
Yeah
All my old friends, I turned them to enemies
I'm in the trap with artillery
Yeah, She told me she love me she's missing me
All of these drugs they killing me
Yeah, We turn that boy to some history
Where did he go it's a mystery
He wanna slide it really gets slippery
We boot it up, electricity
I put the dope on the scale
These bitches be fishy they walking with gills
Yeah, I called up Slatt he go in for the kill
They won't shoot back it's an issue of skill
Yeah I count up racks but I won't pay her bill
Yeah I'm counting cash like I'm running a till
I miss my old girl we're like Jack and Jill
All of these new hoes they just want the thrill
Bumping my old music they want the grails
You plotting on me, we sniff out the trail
New hoe she heaven sent Ima prevail
Load up Tor get a pint through the mail
Riding the beat like I'm stuck on a rail
I got one brother too many I got out the jail
He talking shit when we slide he was pale
She done with that head Ima buy her some nails
Beam make him stop like a red light
Bitches they flashing like they're wearing headlights
I'm on the road like I copped me a new bike
She loving on me it's getting her mood right
I'm with the gang and we creep through the moonlight
Slatt got a scope better be out of his sight
I'm high as fuck I think I could die tonight
I know his music was ass but I'm polite
All my old friends, I turned em to enemies
I'm in the trap with artillery
Yeah, She told me she love me she's missing me
All of these drugs they killing me
Yeah, We turn that boy to some history
Where did he go it's a mystery
He wanna slide it really gets slippery
We boot it up, electricity
I put the dope on the scale
These bitches be fishy they walking with gills
Yeah, I called up Slatt he go in for the kill
They won't shoot back it's an issue of skill
Yeah I count up racks but I won't pay her bill
Yeah I'm counting cash like I'm running a till
I miss my old girl we're like Jack and Jill
All of these new hoes they just want the thrill
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Writer(s): Marcus Adams
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