Married To My Enemies

Pipe that shit up, TnT Lezter, you going crazy I'm married to my enemies, 'til death do us apart When I shoot, I hope I shoot right through your heart Cannot take niggas seriously I'm still posted up on my boulevard Run up on me, I'ma pop you with this rod Might catch another felony Send a hundred shots through your car New opp pack, roll him up in my cigar Look what the streets done did to me Got me thinkin' that the world flawed Can't trust nobody might bulletproof all my cars Can't trust nobody, swing the stick like a guitar Run up on me, I'ma send his ass to Allah Run up on me, he dead and that's on God, nigga I was up a hundred K, still tryna rob niggas They wanna see me eat so I'ma starve niggas Twenty six, thirteen six, I came with mop niggas I got ties, ain't tellin' no eyes They still popped that guy from the other side Took the nigga life, and he still ain't slide Still ain't right even though they died, ayy, ayy He said it's beef, and we left him fried, broad day These partners traumatized, tear up in they momma's eyes Up the rate on the homicide, man the news got televised I'm married to my enemies, 'til death do us apart When I shoot, I hope I shoot right through your heart Cannot take niggas seriously I'm still posted up on my boulevard Run up on me, I'ma pop you with this rod Might catch another felony Send a hundred shots through your car New opp pack, roll him up in my cigar Look what the streets done did to me Got me thinkin' that the world flawed Can't trust nobody might bulletproof all my cars Me and Jackboy on some soldier shit That pressure hit I bet blow this bitch I bet I get who I'm supposed to get We can't speak on no one but us I can't vouch for no one but me Play then we gon' smoke em like runtz Throw him in the dirt like a seed Aye where I'm from gotta clutch your heater Grew up so fast I could've fucked my teacher (real shit, aye) Killers 'round me but I gotta strap myself 'cause I don't trust them either Sometimes yo' people ain't yo' people, you hear me? I tried to move my granny, she don't wanna leave her block So I can't go and visit grandma without a few hunnid shots Without a few hunnid Glocks Please don't think we bought the box Please don't think you that you gon' fuck with me or mines and don't get popped nigga I'm married to my enemies, 'til death do us apart When I shoot, I hope I shoot right through your heart Cannot take niggas seriously I'm still posted up on my boulevard Run up on me, I'ma pop you with this rod Might catch another felony Send a hundred shots through your car New opp pack, roll him up in my cigar Look what the streets done did to me Got me thinkin' that the world flawed Can't trust nobody might bulletproof all my cars