#Friendzone (Unreleased)

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Tyson McKie

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I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma
Hehe

I'ma sing you into the friend zone, friend zone
I'ma sing you into the friend zone, friend zone
I'ma sing you, I'ma sing you
I'ma sing you into the friend zone, friend zone

I got a lot on my mental
Shit heavy like menstrual
Lots of time when in deep convos
I brain fart in the middle
You lack boundaries
I know it's gon hurt you not being round with me
But now safety nets surround me
I gotta do what's East, Boundary
Why I said East? I meant right
Somethin in my soul just ain't sittin right
You was just fun for the night
Guts pounded, throat fucked, and bye bye
But now you gettin in ya
Bag bag bag bag bag bag bag bag
In bed I'm daddy, that's true
There's a fine line 'tween in love and in you
I'm too real not to tell you the truth
Just what in the f*ck is you tryin to prove?!

I'ma sing you into the friend zone, friend zone
I'ma sing you into the friend zone, friend zone
I'ma sing you, I'ma sing you
I'ma sing you into the friend zone, friend zone

It's bout time that I give it to you simple
It's so evident lil mami, even ya friends know
Ya throat game amazing, nah I can't even fib tho
But you done fucked it up and went off tempo
We grown as hell, you ain't good at hints
So I applied lyrics and I went for it
My head spinnin, brain syndicatin
Sip a fifth in the booth, now lemme illustrate it
Not talkin, not talkin no etchasketch
You agreed to no strings
I been said I'm not ready for that extra step
What I say here may leave you in tears
You'd probably be okay with me left 4 dead
Unh, you gon prolly wanna fight and butt heads
I feel no emotions, I'm a lug head
Robotic, hypnotic, exotic
For some dudes erotic, but on that note Ima sip sip

You don't know what you den signed for
Love is not what my kind's for
No really I, I'm fucked up inside
What the f*ck I gotta lie for?
You don't know what you den signed for
Love is not what my kind's for
No really I, I'm fucked up inside
What the f*ck I gotta lie for?

I'ma sing you into the friend zone, friend zone
I'ma sing you into the friend zone, friend zone
I'ma sing you, I'ma sing you
I'ma sing you into the friend zone, friend zone

(Unh, ayo)
That love shit, I ain't bout it, bout it
Only thang I love is money, I adore the thousands
Engaged with these millions
Ima try hit Mrs. Billion
My mistress Mrs. Trillion
But I'm lookin for Mrs. Gazillion (Lookin for the money)
These next 3 lines the realest shit I'll ever write
Between failed friendships and family drama
I move in spite
It's not intentional, affection's not my MO
Love don't live here anymore
That bitch never paid the rent so!

I'ma sing you into the friend zone, friend zone
I'ma sing you into the friend zone, friend zone
I'ma sing you, I'ma sing you
I'ma sing you into the friend zone, friend zone

You don't know what you den signed for
Love is not what my kind's for
No really I, I'm fucked up inside
What the f*ck I gotta lie for?
You don't know what you den signed for
Love is not what my kind's for
No really I, I'm fucked up inside
What the f*ck I gotta lie for?

I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma
Hehe

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