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bl8ke g - friend or foe lyrics

i cannot tell if you are a friend or foe, way you talk to me i don’t really know
swear to god this kid better be a ghost
oooauoa, trusting no one, cause i won’t know if they’re friends or foes

walk into my path you best empty your pockets
gripping a big knife you should drop it
various enemies sufficient with questionable motives with hopefulness to make a profit
stab me in the back about 300 times leaving me worn out like shirts in the closet
all yall should stop it, taking the blood the blood of my enemies drinking it right out the goblet
burning the bridges is funny ay, you and me we are not buddies ay
they learning it’s making me money because i am turning these haters to love me ay
fix your potty mouth you boutta lose, when you texting prolly we are not amused, so they grip a shotty while they on the stoop but they couldn’t shoot cause i was bulletproof
friend or foe yeah that’s the hit i put on, laying bozos out like futons
such a steeple that i stood on stood on stood on stood on
i’m a beast that’s predisposed we should let these people know that

i cannot tell if you are a friend or foe, way you talk to me i don’t really know
swear to god this kid better be a ghost
oooauoa, trusting no one, cause i won’t know if they’re friends or foes
i cannot tell if you a friend or foe, way you talk to me i don’t really know
swear to god this kid better be a ghost
oooauoa, trusting no one, cause i won’t know if they’re friends or foes

messages spread through the texting, i should retaliate and teach ya’ll a lesson
zero respect for the brethren who’s taking the rap scepter and raising it to reach higher levels
cooking the heat in the kettle, looking at tweets is unleashing the devil
stupid lil treeshes will meddle despite all my efforts to act in a friendlier manner
tell me if you friend or foe, if you oppose, we kicking the door
treat me so cold, that i need a coat, look at my wrist it feeling like snow
didn’t mean to be flexing, staring at my haters got ugly reflections
don’t you be sending your shots like smith to the wesson or you’re gonna be applying the stretchers
friend or foe yeah that’s the hit i put on, laying bozos out like futons
such a steeple that i stood on stood on stood on stood on
i’m a beast that’s predisposed we should let these people know that

- bl8ke g lyrics

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