Enemigos

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I can't love you because I love the streets
When you grab a pole and let it blow, you not gon' never leave
F*ck a 9 to 5, let's hit the road and get some dough for me
If I get tired, take the wheel and drive, you not gon' hoe for me

But if we blurped, then open up your skirt and stuff the snow for me
If suckers slide, then grab the extra nine and bitch go blow for me
She said, Dad, I really love your eyes, but it's her cho for me
And if I ask, she'll break into your home and bring it home for team on God, though

Flatten out your tires like a pothole
He thought he was safe behind them tints until he not, though
Don't like the way he's swerving, send him shells just like a taco
And you could die the same, you ever speak up on my vato

But you not, though, we be going places you cannot go
This MLB, the league, and we ain't never gonna stop, though
Always cooking beef and making cheese just like some nachos
Gon handle disrespect like pronto

And I ain't speaking on the dead, there ain't nobody in my fronto
you can end up popped for trying to talk with all of that bravado
The bitch gon' blow your mind, she turn to freak off that Moscato
Let me open up another bottle

Trying to turn another page so I can get on with this pain
Got a couple open cases that been fucking with my brain
Financially, I'm doing good, but mentally, don't think I'm sane
And ever since I lost my dog, don't think it'll ever be the same

Have you ever loved someone so much you thought you'd die
Giving so much of yourself, it seems the only way
Have you ever loved someone so much you thought you'd die
Giving so much of yourself, look

And if that whip come double back, be on your toes and up your strap
Them niggas sliding in a scat, we putting holes inside that pack
You niggas scare me, I heard after you pull a skit, you go and rat
We some thugs around this bitch, so hoe there, ain't no none of that

Been pushing whips since little kids, I kept the pole inside my bag
Ain't have no room for none of my books, cause I would go to school to trap
You niggas soft, that's on my mama, bitch, you never flipped a bag
Not no pills or coke or weed, so what the f*ck you niggas had

And we got ounces, we got pounds, and we got bricks up in the back
Don't give a shit about police, bitch, we still serving in the stack
Let's pour a 4 and then some more, can't feel my face, I think I'm leaning
My last bitch couldn't get off pills, I think her ass was really fiending

Up till 4am, just plotting on a mil and really scheming
He said I turned it down for who? I think his ass was really dreaming
I ain't scared to catch a fade, I'll never turn it down for nothing
If he say someone from my section did, that boy must've been bluffing

Get it popping, get it going, you still struggle with the plan
You supposed to trap to make it out and not just trap just for the damn
You niggas do it for the clout, and for the bitches you a ham
We're really not in the same league, that's what you kids don't understand

You snort a line to do the drill, I do a drill completely sober
Roll a wood after we roll him up, his body's getting colder
I feel good after an opp has died, I think my ass bipolar
If I get jumped, I'm getting jumped, cause I'm only running from the rollers

Hear the spill and keep it real already, know you not gon' slide
I'll drop the addy now, then I'll go, wait for you outside
F*ck, you thought I was gon' hide? Bitch, come hide from this, 45
All my opps shoot in the sky, they got no aim, I wonder why

We been purging bitch, I'm trying to put a bullet in his eye
That's through the skull, I hope he falls and never gets back up again
I know right now we enemies, but still remember we was friends
Now it's f*ck you and oh, f*ck them, we enemigos till the end

5, 5, 6, and 2, 2, 3's gon' leave you sick, you not gon' breathe
Heard that boy went and got shot, like his ass was on, say cheese
They pass you pole, hope you don't freeze, already know what's up with me
Soon as I feel a iffy vibe, I got my fingers set to squeeze, nigga

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