LostBoyClay - Friend Zone (feat. Taylr Woods)

(Oh woah oh woah)
(Hold up)
(Aye yeah)
(Yeah I think I'm gunna call this one, I think I'm gunna call this one friend zone hold up)
(Noah turn it up now)
(Chuck on the track)
I took your bih but I put in the friend zone
Riding my wave but I know who my friends are
And I can't trust no one that's why I be staying low
Fucked up a check now I trap out the Benz oh
Made it myself know it's always been me alone
All this shit started cuz I thought you was the one
Bitches keep calling my phone thinking I'm gunna give them some
But I think it's funny how they all wanna hit me up
I took your bih but I put in the friend zone
Riding my wave but I know who my friends are
And I can't trust no one that's why I be staying low
Fucked up a check now I trap out the Benz oh
Made it myself know it's always been me alone
All this shit started cuz I thought you was the one
Bitches keep calling my phone thinking I'm gunna give them some
But I think it's funny how they all wanna hit me up
Bitch I did this myself you could say I'm the best
I could fuck on yo bitch and I'm onto the next
Ever since I seen money they all acting funny
Belongs to the streets cuz she's just like the rest
My momma told me I gotta stay focused
I been here ballin' so these bitches be lurking
They watching plotting every move it ain't worth it
Cuz I got money I be filling my birkin'
Bitches switching yeah they always be curving
Say you love me but I argue for certain
And I been sipping I been loving the syrup
Numbs the pain I heal away all the burning
Fires lit you know we bringing the torches
Got this money stack it tall like DeRozan
Fuck the hate I'm doing me and I'm learning
Face my wood until I'm under the surface
I took your bih but I put in the friend zone
Riding my wave but I know who my friends are
And I can't trust no one that's why I be staying low
Fucked up a check now I trap out the Benz oh
Made it myself know it's always been me alone
All this shit started cuz I thought you was the one
Bitches keep calling my phone thinking I'm gunna give them some
But I think it's funny how they all wanna hit me up
Bitch I can not be your mans
I'm in this game and I can not pretend
To love on no bitch girl I told you we friends
Can not be committed cuz I'm In demand
I'm with your hoe and we swerving the Benz
I'm getting money I'm getting these bands
Fuck up a check and I'll do it again
Forget all the ones that ain't gave me a hand
I'm talking money whenever I speak
Balenci the shirt and Margiela the sneaks
They call me a pastor the way that I preach
I carry a Glock and this gun got a beam
Fuck on these niggas bitches
I got hella hoes
I'm getting to the riches
I need hella dough
I've been the one
And now all of these bitches know
I'm finna blow so they stuck in the friend zone
I took your bih but I put in the friend zone
Riding my wave but I know who my friends are
And I can't trust no one that's why I be staying low
Fucked up a check now I trap out the Benz oh
Made it myself know it's always been me alone
All this shit started cuz I thought you was the one
Bitches keep calling my phone thinking I'm gunna give them some
But I think it's funny how they all wanna hit me up

Written by:
Cameron Michaud, Christopher Martinez

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