Lyrics

How the fuck did I End up in the friend zone I thought we was 10 toes Yeah, I thought we was Wanna see you drop low Like rain on the window How the fuck did I End up on your friend side I thought I was that guy I thought I was that guy But I must have been wrong how I'm in the friend zone now And she won't even hop in my hoop ride No She want Benz on Lorenzos Bouje we her friends so Gotta come correct if you wanna get respect Talking pussy, booty, neck Triple threat, she a 10, bro Now she claiming that I can't afford her But if wealth is in the mind Then that's not holding water I can't hold it to her Cause I was holding back Wanna be way more than a homie, I should have told you that Don't do that, don't you act Like you get this energy and vibe From them other guys on the other side I catch your eye every time I slide, you can't play it off Guard is up, take it off ODB, I like it raw Raw emotion, raw conversation Let's hash it out Please don't act like you don't know just what I'm asking bout We can work the passion out until we passing out, yeah Only if you park your pride and don't be backing out, yeah Hop up in the whip Drive to Echo Park Pull up to your crib Please don't tell me bout that kid that be playing witcha He intimated, but I'm ready for your flavors, recognize How the fuck did I End up in the friend zone I thought we was 10 toes Yeah, I thought we was Wanna see you drop low Like rain on the window How the fuck did I End up on your friend side I thought I was that guy I thought I was that guy But I must have been wrong how I'm in the friend zone now I seen your ex get erased when he started saving face When I heard y'all parted ways Sweetest sound, amazing grace No I ain't the type to hate Just calling out a spade I had my hand on your shoulder But I wan't it on your waist (Don't make me wait) He adding pressure to your life, I wanna change your options Cause I get tired of hear you talk about like teenage gossip How he ain't accomplished, nothing to keep you rocking You need a flyer nigga, I can get you in this cockpit Plus he be talking cocky, but he insecure Hate to see you poppin', raising numbers like a credit score Need you on his arm to help his ego stay alive You fucking with these type of guys Got me screaming How the fuck did I End up in the friend zone I thought we was 10 toes Yeah, I thought we was Wanna see you drop low Like rain on the window How the fuck did I End up on your friend side I thought I was that guy I thought I was that guy But I must have been wrong how I'm in the friend zone now But I must have been wrong how I'm in the friend zone now (I'm still bout her) I need to catch a flight, make me way back to LA Sent a text the other night but, I don't wanna wait For you send replies that don't tell me bout the space Between us all the time When we can catch a vibe, I I told you what it was If it ain't mutual, just tell me I'm a dub Cause it's been that way and you ain't tell me nothing How the fuck, did I End up in the friend zone Cause you be acting different when your friends gone Let me touch it, touch it down like the end zone Baby trust me, we can get gone, yeah This a true story too I wonder what's gone happen when she hear it
Writer(s): Terrence Copeland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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