Renow G - Enemy

(Heartboy)

Don't want no enemy
Sippin' the Hennessy
What is the recipe
To get in front of me
Don't want you close to me wow
Stop cappin' just grow
I don't wanna sing
Get the ring
Like a king
You gotta see that's my thing
I wanna ball
Get the call
I'm not tall
Fucking them all
Man you really gotta watch who you're falling for (Hey)
Trynna stay fit (Yeah)
To get a hit (Yeah)
Just wanna sit (Yeah)
And take a sip (Yeah)
I know she a jerk
Just gotta focus on work
Talkin' bout percs
Then you skrrt
Look at her purse
That shit finna hurt (Yeah)
Gotta get first
Look at the verse (Damn, sheesh)

I just wanna go
Make my own show (Yeah)
That shit is my dream
I hope it's going to be real (Yeah)
I just wanna go
Make my own show (Yeah)
That shit is my dream
I hope it's going to be real (Yeah)

I hope it's not gonna be too slow
Just like your flow
I ain't talking shit
But I just want you to know
Like bro (Hey)
You ain't got no tempo
Stop recording on this fucking micro (Yeah yeah)

You really gotta wake (Yeah)
Ain't taking break (Yeah)
Speaking on the phone with Drake (Yeah)
Talking success
For sure I'll be blessed
Ain't scare of stress
I'll make the best
For real
I'll make deal of this meal
You really gotta move on this drill
And please chill with the pill (Pow pow, hey)
I gotta move with my bitch (Yeah yeah yeah)
Fucking don't play what are you thinking (Yeah yeah yeah)
Don't know what to say but I make it (Yeah yeah yeah)
Fuck what you say you're so stupid (Yeah)
Don't know what I'm saying but I'm playing
Fuck you talking about gang
Listening to Swang
Still ain't no got pain yeah bitch

I just wanna go
Make my own show (Yeah)
That shit is my dream
I hope it's going to be real (Yeah)
I just wanna go
Make my own show (Yeah)
That shit is my dream
I hope it's going to be real (Yeah)

I hope it's not gonna be too slow
Just like your flow
I ain't talking shit
But I just want you to know
Like bro (Hey)
You ain't got no tempo
Stop recording on this fucking micro (Yeah yeah)

God damn
I feel like the man on a plane (Yeah)
Taking some xans with gang (Yeah)
To kill the pain
But he's just so lame (Yeah)
Singing for the crowd
So high in the cloud
Saying shit out loud
Hell yeah I'm proud (Yeah)
Gotta get fame
To get the name
And get on plane
That's the flame (Yeah)
All she want is a Rolley
All buss down with the VV's
Playing for sure what what you see
Just calm down on molly
Don't get on my lane (Yeah)
Leave me alone you so lame
I ain't got nothing to gain (Yeah)
Hop on a plane

I just wanna go
Make my own show (Yeah)
That shit is my dream
I hope it's going to be real (Yeah)
I just wanna go
Make my own show (Yeah)
That shit is my dream
I hope it's going to be real (Yeah)

I hope it's not gonna be too slow
Just like your flow
I ain't talking shit
But I just want you to know
Like bro (Hey)
You ain't got no tempo
Stop recording on this fucking micro (Yeah yeah)

Written by:
Renaud Gagliardi

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