Back in the day, I had no food up on my plate
So I hit the block, and
Went and made a play
I ain't never looked back since I went and did that
And since I jumped off the porch, I always kept me a strap
Because these motherf*ckers wanna take me out
That's why I keep a strap run up and I put this barrel in your mouth
All these bitches steady wanna talk shit, but half the hoes talking shit used to ride my dick
And that's why I'm trying to say why they wanna hate
Is it cuz I got a bag and I'm finna catch fame and when I catch fame
None of y'all gonna mean shit to me
So f*ck y'all y'all can stay up in the city
I done made some enemies, why the hell do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go and get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
I done made some enemies, why the f*ck do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go and get my bag. Why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
I done made some enemies, why the hell do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go and get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
If you beefing with a nigga, then you keep that shit in the streets
You can't be running to police and still be screaming you street
And what's the code to the streets, you never speak on the beef
And I be smoking by the pound, i don't f*ck with a Z
I threw some ice on my neck now your boy on freeze
And I keep money in four pockets, i love my pockets so beast
I'm just a trap town baby bitch, i'm from the projects
And i ain't talking kodak black but your hoe she knew that
And when I hit it from the back, you can get your hoe back
Cuz she a dirty-ass bitch and I ain't trying to wife that
And I'm just focused on the money, got no time for a hater
I'm trying to get up out these trenches, take some trips to Jamaica
They trying to knock me off my grind, they don't like to see me shine
Young nigga from the trenches, young nigga on the rise
They trying to knock me out my grind, they don't like to see me shine young nigga from the trenches, young nigga on the rise
I done made some enemies, why the f*ck do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
I done made some enemies, why the f*ck do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
I done made some enemies, why the hell do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go and get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
It is cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
I done made some enemies, why the f*ck do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go and get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
I done made some enemies, why the hell do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go and get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
Huncho 3timez - Enemies Part 2 (feat. OTS yungsmooth) Lyrics
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Back in the day, I had no food up on my plate
So I hit the block, and
Went and made a play
I ain't never looked back since I went and did that
And since I jumped off the porch, I always kept me a strap
Because these motherf*ckers wanna take me out
That's why I keep a strap run up and I put this barrel in your mouth
All these bitches steady wanna talk shit, but half the hoes talking shit used to ride my dick
And that's why I'm trying to say why they wanna hate
Is it cuz I got a bag and I'm finna catch fame and when I catch fame
None of y'all gonna mean shit to me
So f*ck y'all y'all can stay up in the city
I done made some enemies, why the hell do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go and get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
I done made some enemies, why the f*ck do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go and get my bag. Why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
I done made some enemies, why the hell do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go and get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
If you beefing with a nigga, then you keep that shit in the streets
You can't be running to police and still be screaming you street
And what's the code to the streets, you never speak on the beef
And I be smoking by the pound, i don't f*ck with a Z
I threw some ice on my neck now your boy on freeze
And I keep money in four pockets, i love my pockets so beast
I'm just a trap town baby bitch, i'm from the projects
And i ain't talking kodak black but your hoe she knew that
And when I hit it from the back, you can get your hoe back
Cuz she a dirty-ass bitch and I ain't trying to wife that
And I'm just focused on the money, got no time for a hater
I'm trying to get up out these trenches, take some trips to Jamaica
They trying to knock me off my grind, they don't like to see me shine
Young nigga from the trenches, young nigga on the rise
They trying to knock me out my grind, they don't like to see me shine young nigga from the trenches, young nigga on the rise
I done made some enemies, why the f*ck do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
I done made some enemies, why the f*ck do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
I done made some enemies, why the hell do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go and get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
It is cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
I done made some enemies, why the f*ck do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go and get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
I done made some enemies, why the hell do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go and get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
So I hit the block, and
Went and made a play
I ain't never looked back since I went and did that
And since I jumped off the porch, I always kept me a strap
Because these motherf*ckers wanna take me out
That's why I keep a strap run up and I put this barrel in your mouth
All these bitches steady wanna talk shit, but half the hoes talking shit used to ride my dick
And that's why I'm trying to say why they wanna hate
Is it cuz I got a bag and I'm finna catch fame and when I catch fame
None of y'all gonna mean shit to me
So f*ck y'all y'all can stay up in the city
I done made some enemies, why the hell do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go and get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
I done made some enemies, why the f*ck do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go and get my bag. Why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
I done made some enemies, why the hell do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go and get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
If you beefing with a nigga, then you keep that shit in the streets
You can't be running to police and still be screaming you street
And what's the code to the streets, you never speak on the beef
And I be smoking by the pound, i don't f*ck with a Z
I threw some ice on my neck now your boy on freeze
And I keep money in four pockets, i love my pockets so beast
I'm just a trap town baby bitch, i'm from the projects
And i ain't talking kodak black but your hoe she knew that
And when I hit it from the back, you can get your hoe back
Cuz she a dirty-ass bitch and I ain't trying to wife that
And I'm just focused on the money, got no time for a hater
I'm trying to get up out these trenches, take some trips to Jamaica
They trying to knock me off my grind, they don't like to see me shine
Young nigga from the trenches, young nigga on the rise
They trying to knock me out my grind, they don't like to see me shine young nigga from the trenches, young nigga on the rise
I done made some enemies, why the f*ck do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
I done made some enemies, why the f*ck do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
I done made some enemies, why the hell do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go and get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
It is cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
I done made some enemies, why the f*ck do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go and get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
I done made some enemies, why the hell do they hate on me?
I'm just trying to go and get my bag, why the f*ck you mad?
Is it cuz I got some shit that you wish you had?
Writer: Riley Cagle
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid