T-Y Martyr - Enemies Ft. Mucci Da Kidd lyrics

[Verse 1:Mucci Da Kidd] Huh, Mucci, uh... Look All up in these f**ing streets my whole family gotta eat Screaming f** the opps and them peeps Sniper on the roof b**h take a peek We all about that mulah, I got n***as and they some shooters Catch a body on them f** boys b**h I tote them big guns that make noise Catch you lacking b**h we gone spray you up Rolling off a molly in this foreign truck With a foreign b**h, I got a foreign clip Hit dumb licks, flow so sick make you dumb sick Hot as f** like a damn torch Get burnt up for f**ing with this here boy I'm not playing gotta get the money Ain't sh** funny especially when you f**ing hungry We in the streets, playing for keeps Catch you lacking, kidnaps yo peeps Throw them in the trunk, lay them in the dump I'm 'bout that money just like Donald Trump, f** is up? f**ing norf, get money, b**h, now that's whats up [Hook:T-Y Martyr] Every day my friends become enemies Every day relationships turn to memories I don't run from them, I just confront them Cause I got hands and a gun for them. (2x) Verse 2: [T-Y Martyr] Alright Mucci, I got them next And I got the bands and I got the checks And I got the rep and we got respect Fam straight up and we ain't gotta flex Shoes fresher than Colgate We gettin a mill fill both plates And these n***as all got weak arms That's why they don't hold no weight All hate, cause they all fake, they act hard but they all break Trill sh**, yeah real sh**, and I ain't the one you wanna deal with Every since we made Cashin Out These n***as see how we acting now Lot of proof, lot of shoes, lot of loot enough to brag about And I hate a sneak disser, let that AR 15 hit him Watch your mouth stay in your place Before I send my goons and they in your face In your place, hid in your safe And take every single f**ing cent you make Gotta beat you before you rob us T-Y and Mucci Mob Up Or Get Mopped Up [Hook]