J-Kwon Follow

[Chorus] (Jermaine Dupri)

they my enemies,dressed in my friends clothes

ridin thinkin i dont know

they my enemies,dressed in my friend clothes

smile in my face but pop shit behind doors

[Hook] (Jermaine Dupri)

i wake up, knowin im bout to see'em all in my face

like wat up? these muthafuckers all over the place

im fed up, homie im angry and i need me my space

and good luck, with all that thinkin u gonna take my place

theres allota niggas in this club popin bub thats phony

actin like they aint got nothin but love for the homie

straight two-face, they like them niggas at sony

(now aint u the mayor?) im the one and only

for the longest me and my niggas been hittin this town like a storm

and now u gotta see me and penny arm to arm

one day u dont get it, keep tryin

ya right u ballin, keep lyin

i know allota ballers, half of'em hatin me

bankrupt, bitch u must aint see my moms lately

be damned if u like me, give a fuck what u rate me

i only know two words the nigga thats payin me

now we fin stop talkin shit about J.D.

cuz he he been doin this shit since yall was babies

how you goin try to degrate me

yall aint my friends i aint crazy

[Chorus x2]

[Hook]

now ima chicka-chill till the moment i lose mine

and when i lose mine gun stores gonna lose nines

i thought u knew Kwon keep eight on the waist line

im from the Lou, Kwon flip ace to waste time

i spit it for nigga dude dont feel my shit

she up,???????

she wanna war what for?

i fuck this bitch body lifted, nothin with it

i dont need this shit

u my enemy, dressed in my friend clothes

??? better than Shaq do with free throws

a bunch of niggas trippin they got the game wrong

a bunch of niggas feelin like me who bumpin the same song

im evil, why u thinkin u gonna take my spot

waitin till my album drop, quit thinkin u pop

and u rappin hardcore and u knowin u pop

and u sayin u a realer when u knowin u not

[Chorus x2]

[Hook]

they my enemies