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Enemies (feat. DaBaby)

Post Malone


[Post Malone]
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, it’s so sad

They said I would never get this far, ah ah
Think that we don’t see who you are, are, are?
Laughin’ to the bank like ha ha ha
Guess that I’m just talkin’ too much blah blah blah

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 they tendencies
Enemies, yeah, it’s so sad

Sometimes
Everytime
They let me down

Sometimes
Everytime
They let me down

Used to have friends, now I got enemies
Enemies, yeah, it’s so sad

[DaBaby]
Closed to my enemies, let’s go
I need better energy
When I told you: Fuck you, you thought I was playing, huh?
But I meant that shit literally
She want to vibe, but I told her fuck that
She looking at me like she surprised
Packing 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, Ima hold out a fist
Giving 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 he'll 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 lil' Prius
Fuck 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 deceiving
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 they tendencies
Enemies, yeah, it’s so sad

Sometimes
Everytime
They let me down

Sometimes
Everytime
They let me down

Used to have friends, now I got enemies
Enemies, yeah, it’s 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, it’s so sad

Sometimes
Everytime
They let me down

Sometimes
Everytime
They let me down

Used to have friends, now I got enemies
Enemies, yeah, it’s so sad

It’s too late
It’s too late

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