My Enemies

They my enemies dressed in my friends clothes

Ridin' thinkin'

I don't know

They my enemies dressed in my friends clothes

Smile in my face but pop shit behind doors

I wake up knowin'

I'm bout to see 'em all in my face

Like wat up?

These muthafuckers all over the place

I'm fed up homie

I'm angry and

I need me my space

And good luck with all that thinkin' you gonna take my place

So a lotta niggas in this club popin' bub that's phony

Actin' like they got nothin' but love for the homie

Straight two face, they like them niggas at

SonyNow ain't you the mayor?

I'm the one and only

For the longest me and my niggas been hittin'

This town like a storm

And now you gotta see me and penny arm to arm

One day you don't get it, keep tryin' nigga

Ya right you ballin', keep lyin' nigga

I know a llot a ballers, half of 'em hatin' me

Bankrupt bitch you must ain't see my moms lately

Be damned if you like me, give a fuck what you rate me

I only know two words the nigga thats payin' me

Now we fin stop talkin' shit about

J.D'Cuz he been doin' this shit since yall was babies

How you goin' try to degrade me?

Yall ain't my friends think

I ain't crazy

My enemies dressed in my friends clothes

Ridin' thinkin'

I don't know

They my enemies dressed in my friends clothes

Smile in my face but pop shit behind doors

They my enemies dressed in my friends clothes

Ridin' thinkin'

I don't know

They my enemies dressed in my friends clothes

Smile in my face but pop shit behind doors

I wake up knowin'

I'm 'bout to see'em all in my face

Like wat up?

These muthafuckers all over the place

I'm fed up homie

I'm angry and

I need me my space

And good luck with all that thinkin' you gonna take my place

Now I'ma chicka chill till the moment

I lose mine

And when I lose mine gun stores gonna lose nines

I thought you knew

Kwon keep eight on the waist line

I'm from the

Lou, Kwon flip ace to waste time

I spit it for nigga so you don't feel my shit

She a whore

I don't like her you can kill my bitch

You wanna war what for

I peel this bitch

Body lifted, nothin' with it

I don't need this shit

You my enemy dressed in my friends clothes

But when there's a shoot out

You do better than

Shaq do with free throws

A bunch of niggas trippin' they got the game wrong

A bunch of niggas feelin' like me who bumpin' the same song

I'm evil, why you thinkin' you gonna take my spot?

Waitin' till my album drop, quit thinkin' you

PacAnd you rappin' hardcore and you knowin' you pop

And you sayin' you a realer when you knowin' you not

They my enemies dressed in my friends clothes

Ridin' thinkin'

I don't know

They my enemies dressed in my friends clothes

Smile in my face but pop shit behind doors

They my enemies dressed in my friends clothes

Ridin' thinkin'

I don't know

They my enemies dressed in my friends clothes

Smile in my face but pop shit behind doors

I wake up knowin'

I'm bout to see 'em all in my face

Like wat up?

These muthafuckers all over the place

I'm fed up homie

I'm angry and

I need me my space

And good luck with all that thinkin' you gonna take my place

They my enemies