| Everyday I wake I pray dear Lord protect my soul
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| I got way too many enemies, these niggas ain’t a friend of me, Lord
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| HEY
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| Blessings all around me, I got shooters on my line
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| I got way too many enemies, these niggas ain’t a friend of me, Lord
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| Got a lawyer on my phone, I’ve been stressed all day
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| I got homies doing life, friends changed, I’m ashamed
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| I got bands in the safe; |
| bail money just in case
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| No conceals on my weapons; |
| pray I do not catch a case
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| Gotta protect my Junior, gotta protect my daughter
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| Gotta make it back home, my kids expectin' their father
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| Know ima ride for my brother, I would die for my momma
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| I’m gon' stand up in court and then tell a lie to your honor
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| I had to struggle my nigga, where were you then?
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| I got the money and now they wanna be friends (Where were you?)
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| I never fucked with you, you know I never did
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| Im tryna chill on behalf of my two kids
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| Everyday I wake I pray dear Lord protect my soul
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| I got way too many enemies, these niggas ain’t a friend of me, Lord
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| HEY
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| Blessings all around me, I got shooters on my line
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| I got way too many enemies, these niggas ain’t a friend of me, Lord
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| NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH HEY
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| Liquor on my breath, I got the shooters ridin' passenger
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| Treat the beef like Benihana; |
| cook it right in front of ya
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| I got paranoia pussy niggas so disloyal
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| When they act like they are for ya just to make my blood boil
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| Motherfuck all you niggas, motherfuck all you bitches
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| Just a bunch of them devils out here with spiteful intentions
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| Against the world, with middle fingers
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| Blunt in my mouth watch what you say
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| Get put in danger its in my nature I see
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| Niggas will pray that you fail, act like they wishing you well
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| God damn you was my nigga for real, how did we ever get here?
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| You were supposed to be whippin' that Bentley you with me
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| You with me from city to city but now that I made it, I’m famous
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| You say that I’m chaning but why so much hate
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| Everyday I wake I pray dear Lord protect my soul
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| I got way too many enemies, these niggas ain’t a friend of me, Lord
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| HEY
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| Blessings all around me, I got shooters on my line
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| I got way too many enemies, these niggas ain’t a friend of me, Lord
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| NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH HEY |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Enemies , by - Ace Hood. Song from the album Starvation 4, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп