Paroles:
Enemy You All Good Things

what you're wrestling Don't fight it kid it'll get the best of you It'll always get the best of you The happy, the sad, the bad, and all good things...

't be from boredom If you've got skills then I suggest That you throw down Meet us at the spot 'cause its Gonna be a showdown Naw, you can't ride the bus Man, you

pay off Though hurts you like a sailor cause baby you need to stay soft You took me on a ride, without no breaks to mash The things you do it make the

spinners don't stop, y'all rappers don't shop Cause your jeweler told me, you be wearing fake rocks And if I catch you in my hood homie, you can't leave

, bet on all time ni**a the clocks tickin' Approachin' is the day you only know your glocks spittin Cops sittin', politicians pa*sin' laws you ain't knowin' Soon that money goin' be illegal when you

to move a key Most hated by enemy, escape in the Luxury See, first you was our nigga but you made it, so the choice is made Now we gotta slay you why you

know I said it all before but now I mean it visions of you and me ballin, so crystal clear I seen it Even though you mad at me you'll be glad to see

a G ain't no easy thing cause you could fuck around get crossed and get stuck in tha game and for tha rest of your life you will sit and remineise wonder

afraid to ask, for currency But you could run to me when you need me, I'll never leave I just needed someone to believe in, as you can see It's a small