Enemies
Jay Amor
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Ever since you left me I've been inside of my bag like it's hefty And all these motherfuckers always tryna test me I'm off the old me, but I'm still the dead me If I wanted to I could make the beat deadly Diary of sad n****, Greg Heffley I'm tryna have my whole family living healthy With four pockets full, chilling living so wealthy I'd like to say that I remember who ain't help me Now that I've made it, you ain't getting jack shit from me Better, move on Like lil n****, please Say it again, ain't getting shit from me What's gotten into me Oh, what's got into me I had a lot of friends Who turned out to be enemies What's gotten into me Oh, what's gotten into me I had a lot of friends Who were always enemies I knew a lot of n***** who was sneak dissing me But none of these n***** Would ever go and mention me Put your hands up n**** tryna hit with me Mike Tyson your ass into a mystery I don't know when I became so heartless I had to put my foot down I had to stomp shit No more riding 'round the room I'm in a starship So high, so high, so high In the sky, the sky, the sky Why you n***** gotta go f*ck up my night Don't you got another way to waste some time There's a million ways that you could live your life What's gotten into me, Oh, what's gotten into me I had a lot friends Who turned out to be enemies What's gotten into me Oh, what's gotten into me I had a lot of friends Who were always enemies I'm at the point now Where I don't have any friends There's no such thing as a Quote on quote "friends" anyways Life is like the jungle Stay with your pack Or result to kill or be killed That's how I see life at least But who knows That's just how my personal experience has been Everyone's perception of a friend is different you know I've been doing my thing Married to the music even got a promise ring Made this from the soul Don't give a f*ck bout what you think I'm the artist n****, grab my brush its time to paint Feeling like Bob Ross up in this motherfucker I grab the canvas, I say the cost of this motherfucker I think I heard some n***** cough Up in this motherfucker Said the price was too much for this motherfucker You either get it off me, or you shut up I could say a few things to have your face stuck I can bring your girl into this shit With no make-up She started swingin' n**** F*ck the lace front, N**** yeah, she hate ya What's gotten into me Oh, what's gotten into me I had a lot of friends Who turned out to be enemies What's gotten into me Oh, whats gotten into me I had a lot of friends Who were always enemies I knew a lot of women who claimed to be into me Where are they now That's a good question Somehow enemies They all thought that they could stay for the trip with me They was holding me back They was tripping me uh Tell me why life gotta be so rough It's raining feelings out here 'Yo I had to duck It's raining feelings out here I don't give a f*ck No, I don't give a f*ck What's gotten into me Oh, what's gotten into me I had a lot of friends Who turned out to be enemies What's gotten into me Oh, what's gotten into me I had a lot of friends Who were always enemies
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