paroles de chanson Enemies - Taelor Gray

Middle clash, homie
I don't see enemies
I don't see what the big deal is
We winnin' man
I don't see anyone
I know there's vendettas around me
I feel it but
I been set set aside
I already ready died
Hold up
I been set set aside
I already ready died
Look I'm walking through Canaan
Joshua Caleb
Ask about the song don't ask about the cadence
Ask about love you should ask about my lady
Ask about west in this middle class
Take the whole playlist
Yo it's the renaissance
The sunset coast off of Ville de France
The Nazarene teaching in the synagogue
The stars keep calling me a Gemini
Look we got some fake ones playing real ones
You can shake my hand but you still one
I got some ill ones that's been down
Look the out of state fans are the real ones
And they know it
They moving on they moving on like it's closure
Look they moving on like the sound check is on
Number seven on the School of Roses
And I graduated summa cum laude
Light in the dark like
You can see a smile off the all-black Audi
Look my mind stay Cali but my home stay stalli[?]
Just past the clouds see the lily in the valley look
I be trying to bend these words to this feeling
Like a prisoner of words, Smithsonian
Hey so be it
It's the Soviets
And Napoleans
Turn to homies here because
I don't see enemies
I don't see what the big deal is
We winnin' man
I don't see anyone
I know there's vendettas around me
I feel it but
I been set set aside
I already ready died
Hold up
I been set set aside
I already ready died

You uncomfortable with the average
So uncomfortable with the average
So comfortable with the come and go
Til we comfortable with your absence
Homie trying to fast forward
Pass forward
Passing borders from the pendulums
With the pens and drums
It's on the crash course
Look many men really try to ask for it
It's a synonym with a simulator
And innovators have assimilated
The slavemasters of the old timers
The day walkers turned coal miners
And we running, when we running with it
We don't really want a one on one
Making fun of it, we telling you we love it
It's a covenant we color it like we never cover it
Seeking to become of it
We gon' cut the check
Like I'mma get this paper homie
I'mma get the stage you owe me
Radio station homie
We 'bout these hits
And no new friends at no vacation homie
That's ill
Looking at me sideways when I put the dap in
Tryna show you love
But I know how the saying goes
This just grace for me
I already really got enough
Trust me look

I don't see enemies
I don't see what the big deal is
We winnin' man
I don't see anyone
I know there's vendettas around me
I feel it but
I been set set aside
I already ready died
Hold up
I been set set aside
I already ready died