Friendzone

[Verse 1] My heart bleed for her, like cunt on that time of the month Missed skipping school with her while she rolling a blunt Or conversating on the phone in the REM state Up late in the friend zone, tell me, can you relate? When we was 8, we hit the roller rink just to skate Catch us out, we was hanging, was never on the date Wish I could’ve told her how I felt, over a Swisher Instead of flirting with her little sister As a kid, I wanted to kiss her A teen, I wanted to fuck her As an adult, I wished to tuck her Under my arm, while we in the mall, shopping I caught feelings like it’s New Year’s and the ball’s dropping I thought spilling my emotions in the song would make 'em disappear Like the motions of a wand, Love Potion Number 9 in reverse I wish I was her first How she get wet for these niggas who thirst, that’s the worst Damn [Interlude] Man, that nigga’s a fucking cornball That nigga ain't got a dollar in his pocket That nigga still come around wearing Nichii You know that bullshit Yo, that nigga came to me, man Remember what he did to you? Man, I would’ve fouled on that nigga, man You know what I’m saying? Fuck that nigga [Verse 2] It’s crazy how she knew me When I never sipped a drink or rolled a doobie then A Nubian, who deserves a crown to put a ruby in I seen her go from a freshman to a senior We’re both from the lower class, where the grass wasn’t greener I remember making angels in the snow, wearing coats Or after school, when we’re comparing notes, sharing floats That’s a memory she can go to to remember me Before the cars got nice and the jewels got shimmery Now, I’m so ready to go steady With the only girl that gave me Butterflies, that made my palms grow sweaty I must’ve left a bad impression She’s resting on the couch, while seeing multiple girls in my session From inside jokes to outside expressions I thought it was a blessing to end up with your best friend So if you’re listening, don’t forget the animes Them sundaes on Sundays, the Saturday matinees [Interlude] Man, look at that nigga chain, man Them fake ass diamonds You know that nigga chain ain’t worth even talking about Know what I’m saying Fuck that nigga Nigga drunk all the time Nigga ain’t got no gas in his tank Nigga riding on E I’m saying, what that nigga got I ain’t got? Tell me that [Outro] Yo, she got me in the friend zone, with nothing left to stand on She need to put her man on, uh Yo, she got me in the friend zone, with nothing to stand on She need to put her man on, word Yo, she got me in the friend zone, with nothing to stand on She need to put her man on, yeah Yo, she got me in the friend zone, with nothing to stand on She need to put her man on