#Friendzone (feat. D'Amor) [Remix]

(R-r-remix) 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 Yo, listen yo Ballin, I'm in the endzone Thought you would be the one but you friendzoned You used to be the one I'd hold my gun for Yo when they niggas wanted war at the door Now I don't know you, rice to orzo Even tho you rich yo you actin poor tho Orange County left me up in jail after court tho Yo I come thru, Young Poppa not a sport tho Fly shit, all these niggas talkin torque yo Make me fuck around and pork bro Young Poppa came thru, ya niggas my sons But yea I shot the stork tho Yo, yo, these niggas talk mad shit tho And I come thru, and I keep a real clip tho Yo this nigga stealin' shit like a Clepto Yo that's why I fuckin left bro Brooklyn 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 I give it to you simple It's so evident lil mami even ya friends know Ya throat game amazing, nah I can' even fib tho But you done fucked it up and went off tempo We grown as hell, you aint 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 etch-a-sketch 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 fuck 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 fuck I gotta lie for? I'ma sing you into the friend zone, friend zone (In, in, in) I'ma sing you into the friend zone, friend zone (In, in, in) I'ma sing you, I'ma sing you I'ma sing you into the friend zone, friend zone (In, in, in) (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! (Grrrrraah!) 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 fuck 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 fuck I gotta lie for? (Youuuuuuu) I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma