Enemies Video (MV)

Got a lotta enemies in the south (In the south)
They be plotting on the kid (On the kid)
Got a lotta enemies in the north (In the north)
They be hating on the kid (On the kid)
Gotta lotta enemies in the west (In the west)
They be envy of the kid (Of the kid)
But I gotta a lot of love for the east
Showing love to the kid

I'm doing everything they couldn't
I'm making trap hits when they told me that I shouldn't
They told me stay me asked him said I shouldn't
But now I got the AK I be loading the bullets
The first 10 weeks I was going really easy
Was singing on some songs I was feeling like I'm breezy
My words were not connecting to the people that were clicking
And I was in my room all these chairs I was flipping
I knew I had the talent tell me why did they not like me
Cause I was never normal understood they didn't like me
They got me really angry I'm bout to kill another
I'm sitting at your funeral I'm talking with your mother
I'm sorry for your losses I'm the one that pulled the trigger
I did it for myself I didn't do it for no figures
Cause I could get rich any day that I want
I'm feeding so much words I became a restaurant
And now I got your momma I be f*cking on your aunt
And I keep getting bigger like an essay with the font
Don't play with the kid this is murder every day
I got you in an alley you can only go one way
They asked me where's the chorus it's supposed to be right here
I told em it can wait this my car I got the steer
My veins are f*cking popping out I'm ready for the kill
Like Kodak change my name cause I'm getting to the bills
I kill for the fun I don't do it for the job
A mask on my face at the bank we gon Rob
I should've brought the hook but the verses wanna talk
It's smoke in the air Bron James with the chalk
I move to the right then I punch to the left
My mind is so explosive I became a f*cking threat
Don't ever bet against me so much money you gon lose
A chip on my shoulder motherf*ckers be on snooze
I'm on a f*cking mission imma kill the f*cking game
It's time for me to shine I will be never be the same
I flaunt with the chains I'll have ice on my wrists
It's weed I exhale imma fail on my piss
It's pain in my eyes I got blood on my fist
A board in my room I be making up a list
I really tried to warn you but you didn't wanna listen
They lookalike and sound the same so no one knows who's missing

Got a lotta enemies in the south (In the south)
They be plotting on the kid (On the kid)
Got a lotta enemies in the north (In the north)
They be hating on the kid (On the kid)
Gotta lotta enemies in the west (In the west)
They be envy of the kid (Of the kid)
But I gotta a lot of love for the east
Showing love to the kid