Frenemies - Amrit Dasu

These days I feel like I

Can have 10 bitches on the side

The Gram filled with all these hoes

Goddamn where did morals go?

I guess its hard to find someone

Who's not been with everyone

Maybe I'm just old school

Not givin a fuck about time

I'm what these hoes need My brown skin

And my money tree that's on rise

I've been doing things That these lames feel

That damn that boys On fire

He been doing things That he said he would

Hes shittin on our lives

Ooh Ooh

Ooh Ooh

I'm drinkin like There is a message in the bottle

Or maybe ill just leave one for myself for tommrow

To remind me of the shit that's goin down tonight

Pour down all that hennessy

Middle finger to my enemies

Enemies, Enemies, Enemies

Middle finger to my enemies

Enemies, enemies, enemies

My hotel rooms a mess

Things aint even take off yet

Got bottles bitches sex

Swear I don't know whats next

Getting faded all night long

Same shit in different times zones

I used to be the kid That gave a fuck about What people had to say

But I swear to god That didn't make me Change me Break my bread

That bullshits for the birds

Fakes never get to us

So I do my thing

And throw my deuces up

Im drinkin like There is a message in the bottle

Or maybe ill just leave one for myself for tommrow

To remind me of the shit that's goin down tonight

Pour down all that hennessy

Middle finger to my enemies

Enemies, enemies, enemies

Middle finger to my enemies

Enemies, enemies, enemies