This is a song about "Sleeping with the enemy"

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Sleeping with the fishes like a motherfucking otter.

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Tell them bitches in the place to kill the enemy,

If you've read the bible, it says love your enemy

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Been at work needing the bucks dreamin' but aint been sleeping much

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Cause the enemy is the one giving the instructions

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

Tie any enemy up with plastic and rope

Selling weed by the trees if your friends with the enemy than ya best be leaving

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

Where you gotta give up your lifestyle for everything

And your car they leave, in the darkest street, and flee then, while you sleeping,