Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Enemies, artist - Post Malone. Date of issue: 05.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Enemies |
| Used to have friends, now I got enemies |
| Used to keep 'em close, now they dead to me |
| Used to have friends, now I got enemies |
| Enemies, yeah, so sad |
| They said I would never get this far |
| Think that we don’t see who you are, are, are |
| Laughing to the bank, like ha, ha, ha |
| That’s it, I’m just talking too much, blah, blah, blah (Shut the fuck up) |
| So, where did y’all go |
| When I was shit broke, couldn’t even buy smokes |
| Now your mama needs tickets to my stadium show |
| She love it when she hear me on the radio, oh |
| I know it’s hard to swallow your pride |
| Sorry that you can’t get over me |
| Now you’re out my life, I’m so relieved, I |
| Used to have friends, now I got enemies |
| Used to keep 'em close, now they dead to me |
| Money tend to show all their tendencies |
| Enemies, yeah, so sad |
| Sometimes, every time they let me down |
| Sometimes, every time they let me down |
| Used to have friends, now I got enemies |
| Enemies, yeah, so sad |
| Close to my enemies (Let's go) |
| I need better energy (Huh) |
| When I told you, «Fuck you», you thought I was playin', huh? |
| (Yeah, yeah) |
| But I meant that shit literally |
| She wanted to vibe, but I told her fuck that (Nope) |
| She looked at me like she surprised |
| The pack in the post and I’m home alone, |
| When the box hit the door, they go for 35 |
| I try to put on for my partners they turn into enemies right before a nigga eye |
| You reach for a shake, I’ma hold out a fist, give a nigga a quarter pound |
| without the fries |
| I just went double platinum with no features just to show a nigga I don’t |
| really need him |
| Pass a man a plate and he can make it shake, it’s guaranteed to fold and bite |
| the hand that feed him |
| And I know you think that I ain’t see it |
| And I know you bitch ain’t got a car, don’t make me go and buy a bitch a little |
| Prius |
| Fuck her on the camera, we can call it even |
| Friends are like the autumn, every year they leavin' |
| And I’ma rake 'em in a pile, throw 'em in a bag |
| Tie them bitches up and leave 'em |
| 'Cause most of these niggas are decievin' |
| And I |
| Used to have friends, now I got enemies |
| Used to keep 'em close, now they dead to me |
| Money tend to show all their tendencies |
| Enemies, yeah, so sad |
| Sometimes, every time they let me down |
| Sometimes, every time they let me down |
| Used to have friends, now I got enemies |
| Enemies, yeah, so sad |
| It’s too late to turn this shit around |
| Only held me down when you wanted me to drown |
| It’s too late to turn this shit around |
| So don’t try and tell me that you’re happy for me now |
| Used to have friends, now I got enemies |
| Used to keep 'em close, now they dead to me |
| Money tend to show all they tendencies |
| Enemies, yeah, so sad |
| Sometimes, every time they let me down |
| Sometimes, every time they let me down |
| Used to have friends, now I got enemies |
| Enemies, yeah, so sad |
| Ooh |
| It’s too late |
| It’s too late |