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Enemy Video (MV)




Performed By: Dea
Language: English
Length: 2:56
Written by: Darius Cromedy




Dea - Enemy Lyrics
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Too much drip cloth came with the sauce
Leveled up took a loss I paid the cost
Not asking the price I get what I want
Type of life know I live life like a boss
Most you rappers not hard you soft
Most you rappers not found you lost
Not owning ya sound the jewelry you floss
Hood blowing smoke you look like exhaust
Mash on the gas forget where you from
Telling new lies these my days one
Same way you say that you came out mud
When really the mud ain't nothing but drugs
Slipping really slow you can see in my walk
Can hear in my words like I'm writing with chalk
This black and white state yellow tape for block
Lil ni**a lil ni**a get whacked if you want
Day time night time ni**as doing drugs just to get by
Moving slowly say you thug more slug throw salt out
Talk slick get you hit from a bird eyes
Not a bi**h I just move military mind
Too legit we the s**t ludacris tie a knot to a brick
Blow his body pink mist style
Big funds let a ni**a have big fun
All bass no snare I got big drums
Run the race to the finish it's a marathon
Bottom jet is my luggage you a carry on
Seem you pissed off or you pissed on
Either way don't take this as a diss song
Telling you it's all right ask what's wrong
Doubled up on my land so the cash long
Too much drip cloth came with the sauce
Leveled up took a loss paid the cost
Not asking the price I get what I want
Type of life know I live life like a boss
Most you rappers not hard you soft
Most you rappers not found you lost
Not owning ya sound the jewelry you floss
Hood blowing smoke you look like exhaust
Woo woo woo woo
Diamonds are rare unique
Pockets on swole obese
Watch what you say capiche
We the real from the south you see
Mention my name I peep
See all the tweets delete
Pay attention that s**t cost a fee
Too many say they lowkey,
Get caught on block servin Ps
Meanwhile you snitching free
None of ni**as not real ya see
Street life not meant he
None of ni**as not real ya see
Fake friends real enemies
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Too much drip cloth came with the sauce
Leveled up took a loss I paid the cost
Not asking the price I get what I want
Type of life know I live life like a boss
Most you rappers not hard you soft
Most you rappers not found you lost
Not owning ya sound the jewelry you floss
Hood blowing smoke you look like exhaust
Mash on the gas forget where you from
Telling new lies these my days one
Same way you say that you came out mud
When really the mud ain't nothing but drugs
Slipping really slow you can see in my walk
Can hear in my words like I'm writing with chalk
This black and white state yellow tape for block
Lil ni**a lil ni**a get whacked if you want
Day time night time ni**as doing drugs just to get by
Moving slowly say you thug more slug throw salt out
Talk slick get you hit from a bird eyes
Not a bi**h I just move military mind
Too legit we the s**t ludacris tie a knot to a brick
Blow his body pink mist style
Big funds let a ni**a have big fun
All bass no snare I got big drums
Run the race to the finish it's a marathon
Bottom jet is my luggage you a carry on
Seem you pissed off or you pissed on
Either way don't take this as a diss song
Telling you it's all right ask what's wrong
Doubled up on my land so the cash long
Too much drip cloth came with the sauce
Leveled up took a loss paid the cost
Not asking the price I get what I want
Type of life know I live life like a boss
Most you rappers not hard you soft
Most you rappers not found you lost
Not owning ya sound the jewelry you floss
Hood blowing smoke you look like exhaust
Woo woo woo woo
Diamonds are rare unique
Pockets on swole obese
Watch what you say capiche
We the real from the south you see
Mention my name I peep
See all the tweets delete
Pay attention that s**t cost a fee
Too many say they lowkey,
Get caught on block servin Ps
Meanwhile you snitching free
None of ni**as not real ya see
Street life not meant he
None of ni**as not real ya see
Fake friends real enemies
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Writer: Darius Cromedy
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