Chords for Jackboy & Tee Grizzley - Married To My Enemies (Official Video)

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[F] I'ma tell you that the world [Eb] fly.
He tryna bite my back, proof of all my cause.
_ [G] Can't tell nobody, so I'ma stay like a good [F] time.
_ [Eb] Run up on me, I'ma send his ass to that line.
_ [Gm] Run up on me, he dead and [Bb] that's on God, nigga.
[Eb] I was up behind, he kicked up, tryna ride, nigga.
[Gm] Didn't wanna see me, so I'ma [F] starve, nigga.
[Eb] 26, 13, since I came with Ma, nigga.
[Gm] I got ties, ain't tellin' no lies.
[F] Send a pop, that [Eb] guy, for the other side.
Took a nigga alive, and he still ain't [Gm] slidin'.
He still ain't right, even though he died.
[F] _ [Eb] He said beef, and we left him fried.
[F] Brought him, to the party, traumatized.
Took off in the mama's eyes.
[Gm] Put a rake on the homicide.
Made the news, got televised.
I heard to my enemy, tell [F] that dude what's the [Eb] part.
When I shoot, I hope I shoot right through your heart.
[Gm] Kidnapping, and seriously, I'm still puttin' it on my [Eb] boulevard.
Run up on me, I'ma pop you with your [C] rod.
My [Gm] kitchen not a felony.
_ [F] Send a hundred shots to your [Eb] car.
New I-Pack, run him up in my cigar.
Look what this [Gm] dude done did to me.
Got me [F] thinkin' that the world [Eb] flow.
He tryna buddy, but I put a proof on my [Gm] car.
Me and Jackboy on some soldier [G] shit.
That pressure [Fm] hit, I bet I [Eb] blow this bitch.
I [Ebm] bet I get who I'm supposed to get.
We can't [Gm] speak on no one but us.
[G] I can't vouch for [F] no one but me.
[Eb] Playin', we gon' smoke him [Ebm] like rust.
Throw him [Eb] in the dirt like a seed.
[Gm] Hey, where I'm from, gotta cut your heater.
[F] Grew up so [Eb] fast, I could've fucked my teacher.
Real shit.
Hey.
[Gm] Killers around me, but I gotta distract [F] myself,
cause I don't [Eb] trust no nigga.
Sometimes your people ain't your people.
You hear me?
[Gm] I tried to move my granny.
She [F] don't wanna leave her [Eb] block.
So I can't go and visit grandma without a few hundred shots.
[Gm] Without a few hundred bucks.
[F] Please don't think we bout to [Eb] box.
Please don't [Cm] think that you gon' fuck with me or mine.
So don't get popped, nigga.
I'm married to my [Gm] enemy.
Tell [F] death to what's [Eb] apart.
When I shoot, I hope I shoot right through your heart.
[Gm] Kidnapped, take nothing seriously.
I still put it on my [Eb] boulevard.
Run for me, I'ma pop you with your [Cm] rod.
Make [Gm] that you know the felony.
_ [F] Send a hundred shots to your [Eb] car.
New I-Pack, run him [Gm] up in my cigar.
Look what this nigga did to me.
Got me [F] thinking that the world [Eb] flop.
I ain't trying to butt in my bro's roof all my time.
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