Friends & Enemies Songtext
von Bobby Sessions
Friends & Enemies Songtext
I got friends that I wanna impress, I wanna shine
Enemies gotta know I′m the shit, can't lie
I′ll admit, motivation is sick
And the line 'tween them both is as thin as it gets
Listen to me, I got friends that I left in the wind
My enemy became friends, enemies all again
The industry can't win if your head in a ditch
Death engineered, gettin′ caught in the mix
I′ll tell you this
Do you love this? Do you love this for real?
Do you want this? Do you wanna appeal
To your friends? To your enemies?
To your friends? To your enemies?
Do you love this? Do you love this for real?
Do you want this? Do you wanna appeal
To your friends? To your enemies?
To your friends? To your enemies?
I got friends that say they love me, but they stab me in the back
Enemies that say they hate me, but in secret play my raps
I got friends I lost, recovered back, that I can't lose again, yeah
Kind of friends stay by your side no matter lose or win
I spit a root canal, this juvenile, I′m ninety-nine degrees
I'm a hookah lounge, my enemy don′t wanna smoke with me
It's confusin′ how intentions bad can have you close to me
My circle small, the only ones allowed the ones it 'posed to be
Do you love this? Do you love this for real?
Do you want this? Do you wanna appeal
To your friends? To your enemies?
To your friends? To your enemies?
Do you love this? Do you love this for real?
Do you want this? Do you wanna appeal
To your friends? To your enemies?
To your friends? To your enemies? (Yeah)
Enemies gotta know I′m the shit, can't lie
I′ll admit, motivation is sick
And the line 'tween them both is as thin as it gets
Listen to me, I got friends that I left in the wind
My enemy became friends, enemies all again
The industry can't win if your head in a ditch
Death engineered, gettin′ caught in the mix
I′ll tell you this
Do you love this? Do you love this for real?
Do you want this? Do you wanna appeal
To your friends? To your enemies?
To your friends? To your enemies?
Do you love this? Do you love this for real?
Do you want this? Do you wanna appeal
To your friends? To your enemies?
To your friends? To your enemies?
I got friends that say they love me, but they stab me in the back
Enemies that say they hate me, but in secret play my raps
I got friends I lost, recovered back, that I can't lose again, yeah
Kind of friends stay by your side no matter lose or win
I spit a root canal, this juvenile, I′m ninety-nine degrees
I'm a hookah lounge, my enemy don′t wanna smoke with me
It's confusin′ how intentions bad can have you close to me
My circle small, the only ones allowed the ones it 'posed to be
Do you love this? Do you love this for real?
Do you want this? Do you wanna appeal
To your friends? To your enemies?
To your friends? To your enemies?
Do you love this? Do you love this for real?
Do you want this? Do you wanna appeal
To your friends? To your enemies?
To your friends? To your enemies? (Yeah)
Writer(s): Shelton Scales Jr., Bobby Dewayne Session Jr, Arthur Lee Putman Jr, Jason Montgomery Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
