Friend or Foe by E-Nyce Lyrics
[Verse 1: K.iLL]
I grew up a fucking screw up
Got introduced to the rap game and outschooled my tutors
Had a few peers, shed a few beers
Carry on for those who didn't make it through the years (R.I.P.)
Them who I chop it with we sharp 'til the end
All I speak is truth, I don't got to pretend
Hard to see those with alterior motives
Born in July, but I swear my heart get the coldest
Won't shake your hand shake, shit ain't dandilion
I'm keeping that jungle landscape
Why they wanna stick me like syrup it's for the pancakes
Don't blame me if I wanna go solo, it's for the band sake
See bread all up on it like mayonaisse
Abbreviate to mayo, that mean I gotta lay low
Tryna do me like gum and put me under the table
Blind to it all, can't feel you unless you brail
I'm sick of it all, that's why they call me K-ILL, K-O
[Hook]
After all the love I shown
People still did me wrong, wish me gone
Even though we chilled each day
How long did you feel this way
(Got me like) Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper
(Got me like) Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper
(Got me like) Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper
(Got me like) Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper
[Verse 2: E-Nyce]
Keep your friends at a distance, and keep your enemies close
I played this nigga like butter played toast
It’s funny, for me he never made a toast
But for bread or any second, he'd raise his toast
In school, his minds off the charts
You know talk is sharp
Packin' lead, he was always fond of the arts
When he drew, he was bound to spark
On streets, where you walk he could paint your smarts
Funny dude, the type that'll put blame on you
A nigga gets money, but your boys change on you
Give them all the hand and they'll take aim on you
Give a nigga fame, and he'll put names on you
Judas got Jesus, Brutus rock Caesar
Karma is a bitch, in the end she'll meet ya
You live by the sword, you'll die by the swords wealth
So if you kill me, you kill yourself
[Hook]
I grew up a fucking screw up
Got introduced to the rap game and outschooled my tutors
Had a few peers, shed a few beers
Carry on for those who didn't make it through the years (R.I.P.)
Them who I chop it with we sharp 'til the end
All I speak is truth, I don't got to pretend
Hard to see those with alterior motives
Born in July, but I swear my heart get the coldest
Won't shake your hand shake, shit ain't dandilion
I'm keeping that jungle landscape
Why they wanna stick me like syrup it's for the pancakes
Don't blame me if I wanna go solo, it's for the band sake
See bread all up on it like mayonaisse
Abbreviate to mayo, that mean I gotta lay low
Tryna do me like gum and put me under the table
Blind to it all, can't feel you unless you brail
I'm sick of it all, that's why they call me K-ILL, K-O
[Hook]
After all the love I shown
People still did me wrong, wish me gone
Even though we chilled each day
How long did you feel this way
(Got me like) Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper
(Got me like) Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper
(Got me like) Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper
(Got me like) Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper
[Verse 2: E-Nyce]
Keep your friends at a distance, and keep your enemies close
I played this nigga like butter played toast
It’s funny, for me he never made a toast
But for bread or any second, he'd raise his toast
In school, his minds off the charts
You know talk is sharp
Packin' lead, he was always fond of the arts
When he drew, he was bound to spark
On streets, where you walk he could paint your smarts
Funny dude, the type that'll put blame on you
A nigga gets money, but your boys change on you
Give them all the hand and they'll take aim on you
Give a nigga fame, and he'll put names on you
Judas got Jesus, Brutus rock Caesar
Karma is a bitch, in the end she'll meet ya
You live by the sword, you'll die by the swords wealth
So if you kill me, you kill yourself
[Hook]