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lirik lagu enemies – lil zay osama

[intro]
(enemies, enemies)
long live d*tay
long live, godd*mn it, tay boog
ayy, n*gga, i ain’t never gon’ forget about y’all here
ya hear me? understand that
we stand on top of business out here, man
ayy, long live lil’ dre, that’s my brother forever

[chorus]
this rap sh*t takin’ a toll on me (takin’ a toll on me)
opps rest, gotta die, they tryna make me forget who the tall homie
i still live where i live, even though it’s smokin’ all my old homies
head up, i can’t die young with all this old money
everything a n*gga do, that sh*t be for publicity (it for publicity)
every day, another state, i know my family missin’ me (my family missin’ me)
soon as i land in the ‘raq, i get in beast mode (i get in beast mode)
the industry tryna make me forget all my enemies (all my enemies)
the industry want me forget ’bout all my enemies

[verse 1]
my family still stay in the ‘raq
where if they catch one of them and they get clapped
hey, hah*ah*ah
boy, i can’t go for that (yeah, i can’t go for that)
every time i pull up in the ‘raq, i’m pullin’ over there
daddy told me don’t chill until my family straight
daddy told me rise up every day (yeah, yeah)
droppin’ a bag on my sisters, brittany and [destiny/desiree?], uh*huh
told ’em, “keep a pole on your arm”
them n*ggas b*tches, they can’t catch us, they gon’ blown down the [venue?]
and long live that legend freak, uncle we know it was him
but we gon’ ride every time, they won’t get us again, oh*oh
my label tryna keep me in los angeles (in los angeles)
my homies die, my n*ggas still out here sellin’ cannabis (they sellin’ cannabis)
i told my n*ggas, “we want some money, we gotta put an end to this” (we gotta put an end to this)
we gon’ be dead or in jail ‘fore the end of this
[chorus]
this rap sh*t takin’ a toll on me (takin’ a toll on me)
opps rest, gotta die, they tryna make me forget who the tall homie
i still live where i live (where i live), even though it’s smokin’ all my old homies
head up, i can’t die young with all this old money (all this old money)
everything a n*gga do, that sh*t be for publicity (it for publicity)
every day, another state, i know my family missin’ me (my family missin’ me)
soon as i land in the ‘raq, i get in beast mode (i get in beast mode)
the industry tryna make me forget all my enemies (all my enemies)
the industry tryna make me forget all my enemies, oh*oh, hah*oh

[verse 2]
industry keep on telling me, “just stick to music” (just stick to music)
“and then go back and feed the fam,” but they’ll be dead before i do it (they’ll be dead before i do it)
i’m steady hearin’ rumors, steady seein’ shootings (shootings)
so now i grab a gun, they keep telling me, “stick to music”
i die my hair brown, they say i’m illuminati (that i’m illuminati)
[?] died, he dropped down when he went to view the body (when he went to view the body)
we tryna make a living, they tryna keep on k!lling
these labels don’t give enough money to take care of me and all my children
ah*hah, my grandma died off of cancer (off of cancer)
i pray to god, i hope he answer (i hope he answer)
they tried to hold my sister for ransom (for ransom), ah, hah*ah*ah, ah

[outro]
you know?
ayy, look, all these labels think this sh*t
you know what i’m saying? this sh*t real out here on the streets, man
you know?
ayy, look, i done been broke, i done been starving, like for real
on a real note though, you know what i’m saying?
this lil’ money these labels sign these n*ggas for ain’t sh*t nowadays
ayy, look, so once you get your bread, you make sure you invest
you make sure you make a way out this sh*t for you and your family, you know what i’m saying?
ayy, you know on the real
stay all ten toes, don’t let this fame get to ya
’cause this sh*t’ll get to ya, you know?
ayy, this sh*t 300 gang, b*tch, i’ll shoot this sh*t for life
hah
(chew chew)

- lil zay osama

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