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I got enemies, I got a lotta enemies
Got a lotta people tryna drain me of my energy
They tryna take the waaave from a ni**a
F**kin’ with the kid and pray for your ni**a

I got girls in real life tryna f**k up my day
F**k goin’ online that ain’t part of my day
I got real shit poppin’ with my family too
I got ni**as that can never leave Canada too
I got two mortgages, thirty million in total
I got ni**as that’ll still try f**kin’ me over
I got rap ni**as that I gotta act like I like
But my actin’ days are over, f**k them ni**as for life, yea

I got enemies, I got a lotta enemies
Got a lotta people tryna drain me of my energy
They tryna take the waaave from a ni**a
F**kin’ with the kid and pray for your ni**a

I got people talkin’ down, man, like I give a f**k
I bought this one a purse, I bought this one a truck
I bought this one a house, I bought this one a mall
I keep buyin’ shit just make sure you keep track of it all
I got bitches askin’ me about the code for the wifi
So they can talk about they timeline
And show me pictures of they friends
Just to tell me they ain’t really friends
Ex-girl she the female version of me
I got strippers in my life, but they virgins to me
I heard everybody talkin bout what they gonna be
I got high hopes for you ni**as, we gon’ see
I got money in the courts so all my ni**as are free
Bout to call your ass a Uber, I got somewhere to be
I hear fairy tales ‘bout how they gon’ run up on me
Well run up when you see me then and we gon’ see

I got enemies, I got a lotta enemies
Got a lotta people tryna drain me of my energy
They tryna take the waaave from a ni**a
F**kin’ with the kid and pray for your ni**a

Naw, f**k all of you ni**as I ain’t finished
Y’all don’t wanna hear me say it’s a go
Y’all don’t wanna see Win Win fifty a woe
I got real ones livin’ past Kennedy Road
I got real ones with me everywhere that I go
I’m tryna tell ya, I got enemies, got a lotta enemies
Every time I see ‘em somethin’ wrong with they memory
Tryna take the wave from a ni**a
So tired of savin’ all these ni**as, mayne!

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I got enemies, I got a lotta enemies
Got a lotta people tryna drain me of my energy
They tryna take the waaave from a ni**a
F**kin’ with the kid and pray for your ni**a