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Apollo Brown - 15 Enemies Bonus Lyrics

15 Enemies - Bonus LyricsUh. Woah
The fuck they let these let these guys in without the proper credentials, huh?
I'm confused
Woah

[Verse 1:]
I remember leaning by the stove, huddled over the flame, hoping for change
We talking paid dues shit, I overpaid, overpaid
How they let these lames slide into the game when they star ways
Man I can body they best tape with some of my throwaways
(Woah)
Fuck it I'm just staying in my lane like it's the only way
Head down, putting up numbers nothing could spoil my game
The same maneuver that I would use whenever it was cold and gray
I been hardened for bad weather but the sun doesn't go away
Oy vey boy I hustle like I'm poor still the Lord's will
Thoughts still pay enough to have me gripping Porsche wheel More trill you pull up holding flowers to the door still
Never simpin can't be afflicted by how the horror feel
More bills My only concern is keeping the furnace hot
I spend a lot, spend time by myself that's how I learn a lot
Guessing it's my turn to drop new drop from out the Jetsons
Heard it was they turn a drop hardly found it impressive

[Hook:]
I'm screaming fuck these lames and broke ass hoes
I'm standing on everything I say ten toes
I keep my friends close and my enemies closer
Yeah I keep my friends close and my enemies closer
I'm screaming fuck these lames and broke ass hoes
I'm standing on everything I say ten toes
I keep my friends close and my enemies closer
I keep my friends close and my enemies closer
Whoa

Heard you got strippers and escorts in the visuals
Pretending like they feeling you phony pimping is criminal
You gotta drop a bag for the goats to come and sit with you
You hear me with the goats My phone rang I'm official
Too sturdy to send chicken through
My resume brolic ass and My leaf and the ring, beating Lil mama ass
They probably convinced this shit is rigged how I got the bag
No angel investors and nepotism I promise that
This is off the bicep if rap didn't pop, I make a pie stretch
Mixing up gravel in a Pyrex why you ain't die yet?
Competition hollering, huh?
They're not my competition really that's just me being kind again
They want to hit my name with the condiments
Always poppin shit
That your main squeeze give me compliments she want the dick
Y'all should be grateful this much humility is painful
Your head should be bowing somewhere near my ankles

[Hook:]
I'm screaming fuck these lames and broke ass hoes
I'm standing on everything I say ten toes
I keep my friends close and my enemies closer
Yeah I keep my friends close and my enemies closer
I'm screaming fuck these lames and broke ass hoes
I'm standing on everything I say ten toes
I keep my friends close and my enemies closer
I keep my friends close and my enemies closer