Yung Bans, NAV, Lil Durk - Enemies lyrics

Vas Coleman

[Yung Bans, NAV, Lil Durk - Enemies lyrics]

Murda on the beat so it's not nice
Hmm, yeah, yeah

Hmm, ayy, yeah, I got so many enemies, ayy
If I die today, is you gon' remember me? yeah
Go and get it or get got
That ain't sin to me, yeah
I done seen a lot, product of these streets
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh
I can't put my trust in you, huh
I can't put my trust in you

That Glock come dark skin
Caught a case, I was locked in
Street shit, I was locked in
Came from them apartments
Gotta watch who plottin'
'cause niggas flodgin'
Bullets, we dodgin', gotta take precautions
What you gon' do when you run out of money?
What you gon' do when you
Can't serve a junkie?
Asked you once, "Do you really love me?"
Know you a snake 'cause
You snaked your cousin
I take drugs, prescription
How you love them niggas?
Durkio too official
We ain't into it with niggas
Them statements got your initials
I can't get caught with pistols
Undercover agents, they was shoppin' with you
I take a lot to get to
I take a lot to get to

This shit ain't new to me
The streets ain't foolin' me
This shit ain't new to me
The streets ain't foolin' me
This shit ain't new to me
The streets ain't foolin' me
This shit ain't new to me
The streets ain't foolin' me
Hundred thousand all hundreds
Young nigga been thuggin'
I been juggin', not joggin'
Came straight out the gutter
Pussy niggas with money
They get on my fuckin' nerves
Leave that bullshit for the birds
In a hotbox gettin' curved
Mama told me I ain't learn
Had to do that on my own
Ridin' with that fuckin' chrome
This is why I wrote this song
I ain't even write this song
Swear this shit straight off the dome
Put the chrome to your dome
Send your pussy nigga home

Hmm, ayy, yeah, I got so many enemies, ayy
If I die today, is you gon' remember me? yeah
Go and get it or get got
That ain't sin to me, yeah
I done seen a lot, product of these streets
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh
I can't put my trust in you, huh
I can't put my trust in you

Coffins, get some coffins (Coffins)
I'm tired of hearing all this talkin' (Tired)
Chalk in, get the chalk in
My dogs gon' bite, they ain't just barkin'
(yeah) can't trust her based off what she
Would do for a Birkin (Hell nah)
She from the hood
Her cousin jackboy puttin' work in
When she met me
Tried to tell me she a virgin (Me, cap)
Knew she was lyin' as soon as
I seen her twerk it (Twerk, twerk, yeah)
And catch the ones from the sky
(Work, work, yeah)
I know that look in her eyes (I know)
Since my first milli', I don't
Know who I can trust, dawg
(yeah) feels like lately all my loose
Ties gettin' cut off (yeah)
Ain't tryna fuck lately
I'm tellin' bitches fuck off (yeah)
Workin' hard, never dependin' on no luck
Dawg (yeah)
Celibate the way I never gave a fuck, dawg

Hmm, ayy, yeah, I got so many enemies, ayy
If I die today, is you gon' remember me? yeah
Go and get it or get got
That ain't sin to me, yeah
I done seen a lot, product of these streets
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh
I can't put my trust in you, huh
I can't put my trust in you

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