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Enemies:
[Verse: Night Lovell]
Don't talk check back, check later
Fuck man I don't cater
Called ten times for the waiter
5,4,3,2,1 bitch later
Bitch I got no play
Say that on my grave
I walk around this place
Like bitch I got no fucking way
Girls say please don't leave don't let her
Stay so fake from time no better
Man, I'm Night Lovell
I walk up to this bitch she just got wetter
They say that one dead, never met her
Gave 'bout 3 damn fucks, never met her
Say 'bout 3 damn things I kill like
Mic, mic, mic, mic, mic checker
They all just enemies
They all just enemies
I cut these girls real quick so c'mon back like pretty please
Theses men's is enemies
They all just enemies
I know, I know, I know I kill a man with so much ease
Chu' say no damn trendsetter
Look nigga laced up my Beretta
I just shot 'bout 10 rounds don't claim you better
My gang say pass that Ye
Bitch I know, You know you late
My nigga Dylan Brady bout to take yo fuckin' cake
They just some enemies
They just some enemies
They just some enemies
Theses nigga's some enemies (x2)

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