enemies

Lyrics

i got way too many enemies.got a nigga paranoid, everyday i wake i pray dear lord protect my soul, i got way too many enemies, these niggas ain't a friend of me, lord, hey, blessings all around me, i got shooters on my line, i got way too many enemies, these niggas ain't a friend of me, lord, got a lawyer on my phone, i've been stressed all day, i got homies doing life, friends changed, i'm ashamed, i got bands in the safe; bail money just in case, no conceals on my weapons; pray i do not catch a case, gotta protect my junior, gotta protect my daughter, gotta make it back home, my kids expectin' their father, know ima ride for my brother, i would die for my momma, i'm gon' stand up in court and then tell a lie to your honor, i had to struggle my nigga, where were you then?, i got the money and now they wanna be friends, i never fucked with you, you know i never did, im tryna chill on behalf of my two kids, everyday i wake i pray dear lord protect my soul, i got way too many enemies, these niggas ain't a friend of me, lord, hey, blessings all around me, i got shooters on my line, i got way too many enemies, these niggas ain't a friend of me, lord, no no no no no no no no no no nah nah nah nah nah nah nah hey, liquor on my breath, i got the shooters ridin' passenger, treat the beef like benihana; cook it right in front of ya, i got paranoia pussy niggas so disloyal, when they act like they are for ya just to make my blood boil, motherfuck all you niggas, motherfuck all you bitches, just a bunch of them devils out here with spiteful intentions, against the world, with middle fingers, blunt in my mouth watch what you say, get put in danger its in my nature i see, niggas will pray that you fail, act like they wishing you well, god damn you was my nigga for real, how did we ever get here?, you were supposed to be whippin' that bentley you with me, you with me from city to city but now that i made it, i'm famous, you say that i'm chaning but why so much hate, everyday i wake i pray dear lord protect my soul, i got way too many enemies, these niggas ain't a friend of me, lord, hey, blessings all around me, i got shooters on my line, i got way too many enemies, these niggas ain't a friend of me, lord, no no no no no no no no no no no nah nah nah nah nah nah nah hey