Jackboy, Tee Grizzley | Married To My Enemies (Lyrics)

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Married To My Enemies
Jackboy x Tee Grizzley

Jackboy, Tee Grizzley - Married To My Enemies (Lyrics)

(If Dru didn’t film it, then it aint filmed right!)
(Pipe that shit up, TnT!)

I’m married to my enemy,
Till death, do us apart,
When I shoot, I hope I shoot right, through your heart,
Cannot take niggas, seriously,
I’m still posted up, on my boulevard,
Run up on me, Imma pop you with this rod,
Might catch another felony, (Felony!)
Send a hunnid shots, through your car,
New opp pack, roll him up in my cigar,
Look what the streets done did, to me,
Got me thinkin’, that the world flawed,
Can’t trust nobody, might bulletproof all my cars,

 

Can’t trust nobody, swing the stick, like a guitar,
Run up on me, Imma send his ass, to Allah!
Run up on me, he dead, and that’s on God, nigga!
I was up a hunnid K, still tryna rob niggas,
They don’t wanna see me, so Imma starve niggas,
Twenty-six thirteen-six, I came with mop niggas,
I got ties, ain’t tellin’ no lies,
They still popped that guy, from the other side,
Took the nigga life, and he still ain’t slide,
Still ain’t right, even though they died,
Aye, aye!
He said it’s beef, and we left him fried, broad day,
His partners traumatized,
Tear up, in they momma’s eyes,
Up the rate, on the homicide,
Man, the news, got televised,

 

I’m married to my enemy,
Till death, do us apart,
When I shoot, I hope I shoot right, through your heart,
Cannot take niggas, seriously,
I’m still posted up, on my boulevard,
Run up on me, Imma pop you with this rod,
Might catch another felony, (Felony!)
Send a hunnid shots, through your car,
New opp pack, roll him up in my cigar,
Look what the streets done did, to me,
Got me thinkin’, that the world flawed,
Can’t trust nobody, might bulletproof all my cars,

 

Me and Jackboy, on some soldier shit, (Real soldier shit!)
The pressure hit, I’ll bet I’ll blow this bitch,
I bet I get, who I’m supposed to get,
We can’t speak on no one, but us,
I can’t vouch for no one, but me,
Play and we gon’ smoke ’em, like runtz,
Throw him in the dirt, like a seed,
Aye! Where I’m from, gotta clutch your heater,
Grew up so fast, I could’ve fucked my teacher, (Real shit, aye!)
Killers ’round me, but, I gotta strap myself,
‘Cause, I don’t trust them either,
Sometimes your people, ain’t your people,
You hear me?
I tried to move my granny, she don’t wanna leave her block,
So I can’t go and visit grandma, without a few hunnid shots,
Without a few hunnid Glocks,
Please don’t think, we’ve bought the box,
Please don’t think, you that you gon’ fuck with me or mines,
And don’t get popped, nigga!

 

I’m married to my enemy,
Till death, do us apart,
When I shoot, I hope I shoot right, through your heart,
Cannot take niggas, seriously,
I’m still posted up, on my boulevard,
Run up on me, Imma pop you with this rod`,
Might catch another felony, (Felony!)
Send a hunnid shots, through your car,
New opp pack, roll him up in my cigar,
Look what the streets done did, to me,
Got me thinkin’, that the world flawed,
Can’t trust nobody, might bulletproof all my cars!

 

Info | Music

Jackboy & Tee Grizzley – Married To My Enemies (Official Video)
Aug 18, 2020 | Youtube Release

Links | Music

https://music.empi.re/marriedtomyenemies | Stream

 

 

 

 

Jackboy, Tee Grizzley – Married To My Enemies (Lyrics)
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