D.I.T.C. - Da Enemy [Bink Instrumental Remix] lyrics

I drive up and down Harlem blocks Iced down medallions cops think I'm selling rocks Pulling me over too see if I'm drunk but I'm soberm they wouldn't f** with me if I drove a Nova Listen Columbo you're mad because your money come slow And what you make in a year I make in one show Now you want to frisk me and search my ride Call me all kinda names try to hurt my pride You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat Pockets dumb fat, talkin' bout where the gun at I been there and done that I'm through with that illegal life I'm stayin' legit I love to see cars come cruisin' bye and playin' my sh** I walk around with six thou without the pistol My whole click's wild I'm rich Pah No more sticks I'm makin' hits now I drink Cristal I'm through breaking laws I don't sell coke anymore I do tours So get that flashlight out of my face To bring me down Jake do whatever it takes Word up them federals got my phone and my house tapped Praying that I fall for the mouse trap, I doubt that [Chorus] Why do I end up in so much sh** I don't came way too far to be calling it Jake want to lock me up even though I'm legit They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick Hey yo enough is enough federals try to set me up Put me in cuffs and crush what I lost into dust Plus they want a n***a But they know Big Joey Crack ain't never rat a cat that he know I left the streets alone, and almost k**ed his mama So I'm a keep doin' what I'm doin' Pursuin' my dream til there enough cream to start my own union And show these kids how legit it is sh** is real I use a steel but now I own several businesses So where is your witness that you claim to have sayin' Extortin' New York and not payin' tax I lean back playin' the role playin' too low But it's the same ol Joe so don't get K.O. Hey yo I'm gonna fry for what I never did [Chorus: x2] What would you do if the vicious enemy suddenly started comin at you armed to the teeth and ready to k** you