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Frienemies Video (MV)




Performed By: Lor Tye
Language: English
Length: 1:37
Written by: Tyrone Davis




Lor Tye - Frienemies Lyrics




If you f*ck with them, hell nah you cannot be no friend of me
I been losing all my friends, getting closer to my enemies
Lovers ain't forever, I don't care if we got chemistry
I be tryna go dance with my stick up in a f*cking street

They must be tryna die why the f*ck they keep provoking me
See, I got too much pride, been this way since I turned seventeen
I used to post up with the guys every day and serve my lil' weed
Young nigga, all he really wanted was some money

But now I want my heart back home, woah
Jumping in the streets, it's like you turning in your soul
You gotta catch that body, you know how this shit go
Eye for eye, soul for soul

Ain't responding to no disses, I know how to handle smoke
Send my dummies, can't get sidetracked, I gotta reach my goals
I don't play about that money, just like golf you get a hole
Make an example out of one, I bet nobody play no more

If you f*ck with them, hell nah you cannot be no friend of me
I been losing all my friends, getting closer to my enemy
Lovers ain't forever, I don't care if we got chemistry
I be tryna go dance with my stick up in a f*cking street

They must be tryna die why the f*ck they keep provoking me
See, I got too much pride, been this way since I turned seventeen
I used to post up with the guys every day and serve my lil' weed
Young nigga, all he really wanted was some money

Now I want my heart back
Now I want my heart back
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If you f*ck with them, hell nah you cannot be no friend of me
I been losing all my friends, getting closer to my enemies
Lovers ain't forever, I don't care if we got chemistry
I be tryna go dance with my stick up in a f*cking street

They must be tryna die why the f*ck they keep provoking me
See, I got too much pride, been this way since I turned seventeen
I used to post up with the guys every day and serve my lil' weed
Young nigga, all he really wanted was some money

But now I want my heart back home, woah
Jumping in the streets, it's like you turning in your soul
You gotta catch that body, you know how this shit go
Eye for eye, soul for soul

Ain't responding to no disses, I know how to handle smoke
Send my dummies, can't get sidetracked, I gotta reach my goals
I don't play about that money, just like golf you get a hole
Make an example out of one, I bet nobody play no more

If you f*ck with them, hell nah you cannot be no friend of me
I been losing all my friends, getting closer to my enemy
Lovers ain't forever, I don't care if we got chemistry
I be tryna go dance with my stick up in a f*cking street

They must be tryna die why the f*ck they keep provoking me
See, I got too much pride, been this way since I turned seventeen
I used to post up with the guys every day and serve my lil' weed
Young nigga, all he really wanted was some money

Now I want my heart back
Now I want my heart back
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Writer: Tyrone Davis
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