Sometimes I Hate My Friends More Than My Enemies - The Streets

Remember what you said to me

Twenty-three, twenty-three

I’m your enemy’s enemy

Remember what you said to me

Twenty-three, twenty-three

Yeah, you may as well not help me, yeah

Just send for me

Tonight is black with white, yeah

Just like Paname

I need a girl right now, I need a heroine

What was that thing you gave me, was that heroin?

What was that day you gave it to me, yesterday?

I wake up my legs, that’s not it, my head is dead

There’s too many women and there’s too many men in here

Angels like you, fucking with the devil in me

Remember what you said to me

Twenty-three, twenty-three

I’m your enemy’s enemy

Remember what you said to me

Twenty-three, twenty-three

Oi, sometimes I hate my friends more than my enemies

A friend to all is not a friend to anyone

But each time the chips are down we will be leveling

Got the cup and went all the way like Wembley

Girls on one, boys on two, head for three

On the way out, in the Maybach, on the way back, pedaling

Flying high, flying high, flying, bury me

Angels like you, fucking with the devil in me

Sometimes I hate my friends more than my enemies

You’re supposed to have my back more than any of these

Say what you meant man I don’t take offense easy

Herbal living, ain’t got no time

Parsley, basil then fenugreek yeah

Positivity, negativity, none of these are felonies

Sometimes I hate my friends more than my enemies

Sometimes I hate my friends more than my enemies

Angels like you, fucking with the devil in me

Remember what you said to me

Twenty-three, twenty-three

Remember what you said to me

Twenty-three, twenty-three

I’m your enemy’s enemy

Remember what you said to me

Twenty-three, twenty-three