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Yung Bans

ENEMIES

 

ENEMIES

(アルバム: MISUNDERSTOOD - 2019)


[Yung Bans:]
Murda on the beat so it's not nice
Hmm
Aye
Yeah
Hmm

Aye, yeah I got so many enemies
Aye, If I die today, is you gon' remember me, yeah
Go and get it or get got, it ain't sent to me
Yeah, I done seen a lot, product of these streets
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah ah)
I can't put my trust in you
I can't put my trust in you

[Lil Durk:]
That Glock come dark skin
Caught a case, I was blocked in
Street shit, I was locked in
Came from them apartments
Gotta watch you plotting, cause niggas flodging
Bullets we dodging, 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 tour official, we in a tour with' niggas
Them statements got your initials, I can't get caught with pistols
Undercover agents, they were shopping with' you
I take a lock to get to, I take a lot to get to

[Yung Bans:]
This shit ain't known to me, the streets ain't folding me
This shit ain't known to me, the streets ain't folding me
This shit ain't known to me, the streets ain't folding me
This shit ain't known to me, the streets ain't folding me
Hunnid' thousand, all hunnids', young nigga been thugging
I been jugging, not jugging, came straight out the gutter
Pussy niggas with money, they get on my fucking nerves
Leave that bullshit for the birds, in a hotbox, getting curved
Momma told me, I ain't learn, had to do that on my own
Riding with' that fucking 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 ya' pussy nigga home

Aye, yeah I got so many enemies
Aye, If I die today, is you gon' remember me, yeah
Go and get it or get got, it ain't sent to me
Yeah, I done seen a lot, product of these streets
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah ah)
I can't put my trust in you
I can't put my trust in you

[NAV:]
Coffins, get some coffins (Coffins, yeah)
I'm tired of hearing all this talking (Tired)
Chalk in, get the chalk in
My dogs gon' bite, they ain't just barking (Yeah)
Can't trust her based of what she would do for a Birkin (Hell nah)
She from the hood, her cousin's jackboys putting work in
When she met me, tried to tell me she a virgin (Me, cap)
Knew she was lying as soon as I seen her twerk it (Twerk twerk)
Can't 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 who I can trust dawg (Ye)
Feels like lately, all my loose ties getting cut off (Ye)
Ain't tryna fuck lately, I'm telling bitches fuck off (Yeah)
Working hard, never dependent on no luck dawg (Yeah)
Celebate, the way I never gave a fuck dawg

[Yung Bans:]
Aye, yeah I got so many enemies
Aye, If I die today, is you gon' remember me, yeah
Go and get it or get got, it ain't sent to me
Yeah, I done seen a lot, product of these streets
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah ah)
I can't put my trust in you
I can't put my trust in you

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