Jackboy, Tee Grizzley - Married to My Enemies lyrics

Pipe that shit up, TnT
Nico, Lezter, you going crazy

I'm married to my enemies
'til death do us apart when I shoot
I hope I shoot right through your heart
Cannot take niggas seriously
I'm still posted on my boulevard
Run up on me, I'ma pop you with this rod
Might catch another felony
Send a hundred shots through your car
New opp pack, roll him up in my cigar
Look what the streets done did to me
Got me thinkin' that the world flawed
Can't trust nobody
Might bulletproof all my cars

Can't trust nobody
Swing the stick like a guitar
Run up on me, I'ma send his ass to Allah
Run up on me, he dead and that's on God
Nigga
I was up a hundred K, still tryna rob niggas
Didn't wanna see me eat
So I'ma starve niggas
Twenty-six, thirteen, six
I came with mob niggas
I got ties, ain't tellin' no lies
Still ain't popped that guy
For the other side
Took a nigga life and he still ain't slide
Still ain't right even though they died, ayy
Ayy he said it's beef and we left him fried
Broad day their partners traumatized
Tear up in their mama's eyes
Up the rate on the homicide, made the news
Got televised

Married to my enemies, 'til death do us apart
When I shoot
I hope I shoot right through your heart
Cannot take niggas seriously
I'm still posted on my boulevard
Run up on me, I'ma pop you with this rod
Might catch another felony
Send a hundred shots through your car
New opp pack, roll him up in my cigar
Look what the streets done did to me
Got me thinkin' that the world flawed
Can't trust nobody
Might bulletproof all my cars

Me and Jackboy on some soldier
Shit, that pressure hit
I bet I'll blow this bitch
I bet I get who I'm supposed to get
We can't speak on no one but us
I can't vouch for no one but me
Play and we gon' smoke 'em like Runtz
Throw him in the dirt like a seed
Ayy, where I'm from gotta clutch your heater
Grew up so fast I could've fucked my teacher
(Real shit, ayy) killers 'round me
But I gotta strap myself 'cuz
I don't trust them either
Sometimes yo' people ain't yo' people
You hear me? I tried to move my granny
She don't wanna leave her block
So I can't go and visit grandma
Without a few hunnid shots
Without a few hunnid Glocks
Please don't think we 'bout to box
Please don't think you that
You gon' fuck with
Me or mines and don't get popped, nigga

I'm married to my enemies
'til death do us apart when I shoot
I hope I shoot right through your heart
Cannot take niggas seriously
I'm still posted on my boulevard
Run up on me, I'ma pop you with this rod
Might catch another felony
Send a hundred shots through your car
New opp pack, roll him up in my cigar
Look what the streets done did to me
Got me thinkin' that the world flawed
Can't trust nobody
Might bulletproof all my cars