Enzo (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro: Celis]
Celis
To all these fake n*ggas man
n*ggas capping and running they mouth
Always talking bout they real, hmm
Talk to 'em Silk

[Chorus: Silk Dollar]
Separate all the real and the fake n*gga
Ain't a Ray Charles lil n*gga ain't blind (In Georgia)
All cap like to rat b*tch made n*gga
Look him in they eyes I tell that they lying (It's clear)
I ain't cutting no slack like some church pants
One false move they'll stab you in the back (I'm the pastor)
Snakes in the grass these rat n*ggas snitch
Try me if you want I ain't never been a b*tch (I ain't never)

[Verse 1: Celis]
Cel---lis always stay ready
To bang out, 16s, R. kelly
Already sh*t talking, it's smelly
Every verse is dat piff its all headies, hmph
Cel in his prime
Out your minds think your lines better than mine
U lie in your rhymes, move weight? nothing but dimes
And you snitch on yourselves when you telling your crimes
Do anything for clout
Either you be capping or running your mouth
Entertain hoes you be taking 'em out
When you out there tricking we be digging em out
Never lied on my di*k
Never hated on a man tryna get b*tch
Never will you hear Celis turn into a snitch
Man I ten toes down boy and i ain't never switched
Part of the game is that
Smile in your face, stab you in the back
Jealous ones stay counting your pockets
Be Showing fake love when they really be plotting
Rather have real hate
Than to get fake love
But when you in the game
You deal with all the above
[Chorus: Silk Dollar]
Separate all the real and the fake n*gga
Ain't a Ray Charles lil n*gga ain't blind (In Georgia)
All cap like to rat b*tch made n*gga
Look him in they eyes I tell that they lying (It's clear)
I ain't cutting no slack like some church pants
One false move they'll stab you in the back (I'm the pastor)
Snakes in the grass these rat n*ggas snitch
Try me if you want I ain't never been a b*tch (I ain't never)

[Verse 2: Celis & Silk Dollar]
You know me, same old g, stay low key
Still n*ggas wanna hate on me
Ce la vie get head from a PYT
But you know she got a man, f*ck him O.P.P. (Yeah you know me)
The only opp that I f*ck with it
Well, that and opportunity, ain't nothing new to me
I'm use to the foolery
Ain't falling for your tricks man you n*ggas ain't fooling me
Nah see you all the same, claim to bang
Scared of the hand to hand cause man to man
n*ggas can't bring the pain
Cause you know one on one you can't maim the frame
On point like a dot
So I don't front like I'm something that I'm not
Seen other n*ggas they be doing that a lot
How you pointing out the kettle when you n*ggas is the pot
Ain't bout the money you got
Ain't about the wheels that you pull off the lot
Ain't about you putting in work on the block
And it damn show about you n*ggas toting a Glock
A real n*gga take care of his kids
Provide for his fam and he handle his biz
A real n*gga stay speaking the truth
And don't pull out his gun unless he ready to shoot (Boah)
[Chorus: Silk Dollar]
Separate all the real and the fake n*gga
Ain't a Ray Charles lil n*gga ain't blind (In Georgia)
All cap like to rat b*tch made n*gga
Look him in they eyes I tell that they lying (It's clear)
I ain't cutting no slack like some church pants
One false move they'll stab you in the back (I'm the pastor)
Snakes in the grass these rat n*ggas snitch
Try me if you want I ain't never been a b*tch (I ain't never)
Separate all the real and the fake n*gga
Ain't a Ray Charles lil n*gga ain't blind (In Georgia)
All cap like to rat b*tch made n*gga
Look him in they eyes I tell that they lying (It's clear)
I ain't cutting no slack like some church pants
One false move they'll stab you in the back (I'm the pastor)
Snakes in the grass these rat n*ggas snitch
Try me if you want I ain't never been a b*tch (I ain't never)