[Chorus: Post Malone] Used to have friends now I got enemies (Ooh) Used to keep 'em close, now they dead to me (Damn) Used to have friends now I got enemies (Ooh) Enemies, yeah, it's so sad
[Verse 1: Post Malone] They said I would never get this far, ah, ah Think that we don't see who you are, are, are? Laughin' to the bank like ha, ha, ha Guess that I'm just talkin' too much blah, blah, blah (Shut the fuck up) So, where did y'all go? (Ooh) When I was shit broke couldn't even buy smokes Now your mama needs tickets to my stadium show (Stadium show) She love it when she hear me on the radio, oh I know it's hard to swallow your pride Sorry that you can't get over me (Over me) Now you're out my life, I'm so relieved, I
[Chorus: Post Malone] Used to have friends now I got enemies (Damn) Used to keep 'em close now they dead to me (Ooh) Money tend to show all they tendencies (Damn) Enemies, yeah, it's so sad
[Post-Chorus: Post Malone] Sometimes, every time, they let me down (They let me down) Sometimes, every time, they let me down (They let me down) Used to have friends now I got enemies Enemies, yeah, it's so sad
[Verse 2: DaBaby] Close to my enemies (Let's go) I need better energy (Huh?) When I told you fuck you, you thought I was playin', huh? (Yeah, yeah) But I meant the shit literally She want to vibe but I told her fuck that (Nope) She looking at me like she surprised They're packin' the post and I'm home alone When the box hit the door, they go for 35 I try to put on for my partners, they turn into enemies right before a nigga eye You reach for a shake, I'ma hold out a fist Giving a nigga a quarter pound without the fries I just went double platinum with no features Just to show a nigga, I don't really need him Pass a man a plate and he can make it shake It's guaranteed he'll fold and bite the hand that feed him And I know you think that I ain't see it And I know you bitch ain't got a car Don't make me go and buy a bitch a lil' Prius Fuck on the camera, we can call it even Friends are like the autumn, every year they leavin' And I'ma rake 'em in a pile, throw 'em in a bag Tie them bitches up and leave 'em 'Cause most of these niggas are deceiving And I (Ooh)
[Chorus: Post Malone] Used to have friends now I got enemies (Damn) Used to keep 'em close now they dead to me (Ooh) Money tend to show all they tendencies (Damn) Enemies, yeah, it's so sad
[Post-Chorus: Post Malone] Sometimes, every time, they let me down (They let me down) Sometimes, every time, they let me down (They let me down) Used to have friends now I got enemies Enemies, yeah, it's so sad
[Bridge: Post Malone] It's too late to turn this shit around (It's too late) Only held me down when you wanted me to drown It's too late to turn this shit around (It's too late) So don't try and tell me that you're happy for me now
[Chorus: Post Malone] Used to have friends now I got enemies Used to keep 'em close now they dead to me (Dead to me) Money tend to show all they tendencies (Tendencies) Enemies, yeah, it's so sad
[Post-Chorus: Post Malone] Sometimes, every time, they let me down (They let me down) Sometimes, every time, they let me down (They let me down) Used to have friends now I got enemies Enemies, yeah, it's so sad
[Outro: Post Malone] Ooh, it's too late It's too lateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
