Friend Zone Lyrics

[Intro]
(YoungTN productions)
(Let that shit ride, Eighty8)
(Ayo, Pluto, you going brazy)
Yeah, uh

[Chorus]
We in the endzone, she put me in the friendzone
Told her I'm sorry, I got no patience, so I gotta get gone
She hate the fact I hang with dope boys and they all got flip phones
She don't know the place that I come from and all the shit I been on
Told her I'm sorry, but I gotta run up a check
Hoes try to greet me with sex
You know you my biggest flex
Give a f*ck about your ex
All if that nigga got a problem, tell him he could get on
'Cause I been tryna gеt up out the friendzone, oh

[Verse 1]
No whitе collar job, but you know I got racks, oh
Wanna be your friend forever, I'm tryna hit from the back
And if I ever get in that p*ssy, I'ma dunk it like I'm Shaq
I'm no Penny Hardaway, but I got it the harder way
She know me off all of the G code, I'm on whatever she on
And she always feel like she right so she can never be wrong
Told her I'm on top of the world, and I feel like King Kong
She know I'm always coming back like we playing ping pong
I give a f*ck about a hater, I erase him
When she drink, don't do no chasin'
f*ck them hoes 'cause they be hating
You can see the hate be blatant
My heart down in the basement, when she touch me, my shit drop
We can be for real, we ain't gotta be Love & Hip Hop
We ain't gotta be that fake shit, you know that I been waiting
So, tell me is you ready, 'cause my loving ain't basic
Girl, you say that you stressing but your life what you make it
And that nigga the reason why you know what a lame is

[Chorus]
We in the endzone, she put me in the friendzone
Told her I'm sorry, I got no patience, so I gotta get gone
She hate the fact I hang with dope boys and they all got flip phones She don't know the place that I come from and all the shit I been on
Told her I'm sorry, but I gotta run up a check
Hoes try to greet me with sex
You know you my biggest flex
Give a f*ck about your ex
All if that nigga got a problem, tell him he could get on
'Cause I been tryna get up out the friendzone, oh

[Verse 2]
No, I ain't your side nigga, your main nigga can die with him
I'm just a friend, you know how I keep it with my hitters
Won't talk about your man 'cause I know you gon' side with him
Even though that nigga ain't shit, you probably gon' die with him
You know it's a cold game, I'ma blow like propane
And I don't need for you to be around and be no no-name
You telling me go with my hoes, but I know these hoes change
And I ain't 'bout to be 'round no bitch and give her no fame
Me and you like Martin, Gina
I really get racks, Serena
f*ck that bitch, I ain't never seen her
You know that I ain't a cheater
Young nigga the don of my section, I been a leader
When we in the bed the only time I'ma beat you
You done seen enough, I done did enough
So, baby, tell me what's up, is we f*cking around or what?
You could say the word, you f*ck with that clown or what?
Tell me, is you gon' let me put it down or what?

[Chorus]
We in the endzone, she put me in the friendzone
Told her I'm sorry, I got no patience, so I gotta get gone
She hate the fact I hang with dope boys and they all got flip phones
She don't know the place that I come from and all the shit I been on
Told her I'm sorry, but I gotta run up a check
Hoes try to greet me with sex
You know you my biggest flex
Give a f*ck about your ex
All if that nigga got a problem, tell him he could get on
'Cause I been tryna get up out the friendzone, oh

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