Tonalité : F# major
Chorus 1
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Used to have friends,
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now I got enemies
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Used to keep 'em close,
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now they dead to me
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Used to have friends, now I got enemies
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Enemies yeah, so sad
Verse 1
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They said I would never get
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this far, ah, ah
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Think that we don't see
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who you are, are, are
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Laughing to the bank, like ha, ha, ha
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That's it, I'm just talking too much, blah, blah,
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(blah) So, where did y'all go
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When I was shit broke,
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couldn't even buy smokes
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Now your mama needs tickets
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to my stadium show
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She love it when she hear me
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on the radio, oh
Pre-chorus 1
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I know it's hard
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to swallow your pride
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Sorry that you can't get over me
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Now you're out my life, I'm so relieved, I
Chorus 2
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Used to have friends,
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now I got enemies
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Used to keep 'em close,
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now they dead to me
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Money tend to show all their tendencies
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Enemies, yeah, so sad
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Sometimes, every time they let me down
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Sometimes, every time they let me down
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Used to have friends,
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now I got enemies
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Enemies, yeah, so sad
Verse 2
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Close to my enemies (Let's go)
I need better energy
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When I told you, "Fuck you",
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you thought I was playin', huh? (Yeah, yeah)
But I meant that shit literally
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She wanted to vibe, but I told her fuck that
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She looked at me like she surprised
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The pack in the post and I'm home alone
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When the box hit the door, they go for 35
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I try to put on for my partners they turn
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into enemies right before a nigga eye
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You reach for a shake, I'ma hold out a fist,
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give a nigga a quarter pound
without the fries
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I just went double platinum with no features
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just to show a nogga
I don't really need him
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Pass a man a plate
and he can make it shake,
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it's guaranteed to fold and bite the hand
that feed him
Pre-chorus 2
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And I know you think that I ain't see it
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And I know you bitch ain't got a car,
don't make me go
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and buy a bitch a little Prius
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Fuck her on the camera, we can call it even
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Friends are like the autumn,
every year they leavin'
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And I'ma rake 'em in a pile,
throw 'em in a bag
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Tie them bitches up and leave 'em
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'Cause most of these niggas are decievin'
Chorus 3
And I
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Used to have friends,
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now I got enemies
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Used to keep 'em close,
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now they dead to me
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Money tend to show all their tendencies
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Enemies, yeah, so sad
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Sometimes, every time they let me down
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Sometimes, every time they let me down
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Used to have friends,
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now I got enemies
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Enemies, yeah, so sad
Bridge 1
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It's too late to turn this shit around
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Only held me down
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when you wanted me to drown
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It's too late to turn this shit around
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So don't try and tell me
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that you're happy for me now
Chorus 4
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Used to have friends,
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now I got enemies
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Used to keep 'em close,
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now they dead to me
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Money tend to show all their tendencies
Enemies, yeah, so sad
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Sometimes, every time they let me down
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Sometimes, every time they let me down
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Used to have friends,
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now I got enemies
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Enemies, yeah, so sad
Outro 1
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Ooh
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It's too late
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It's too late
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