Lyrics

I don't fear my enemies, I'm just scared of fake friends Fake Fake I don't fear my enemies, I'm just scared of fake friends nigga I don't fear my enemies, I'm just scared of fake friends Fake Fake The ones that's close, Is the ones that'll do it to ya How can you say that you love me, That you my brother my keeper Never thought that I would send my brother out to the reaper They call me Gigolo why Cause I'm fucking these divas I stack my Benjamin's high It don't matter the season I ain't fucking with niggas no you can not get a feature Thanking God for quarantine cause I don't even like people Them broke nights like horror dreams had me thinking so evil Talk to God like Lord please don't make the devil tempt me Thirty hanging out the stick ready to leave it empty Niggas hate and envy I'm thinking bout a Bentley Lotta horses so I gotta push the pedal gently Bullets scorching 40 on my waist you know its deadly Dead presidents my pockets like a cemetery Since a lil nigga big drip I been trendy Polo down to my socks since elementary, Yea So what the fuck you really telling me na I know these niggas jealous I put the money first and the bitches coming second Sometimes it be the reverse, Real niggas feeling these words Bad bitch with me shaped like a two liter They fuckin wit me now remember they was non believers Lotta hunnits on me now I'm losing count I can't keep up She was suckin slow I had to tell the bitch to speed up I'm a gigolo you know the loving my demeanor I don't fear my enemies, I'm just scared of fake friends Fake Fake I don't fear my enemies, I'm just scared of fake friends nigga I don't fear my enemies, I'm just scared of fake friends Fake Fake The ones that's close, Is the ones that'll do it to ya
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