My Friend

I want you to be my friend,

I want you to be a start of me,

Will you be my girl?

I want you to be my world

Quiet girl, ain't no telling what she see yeah

Living wild, she just looking for a ring out there

Fresh prince, I just need a tyra banks, yeah

Couple drinks yeah, tell me what you think, yeah

And later on we can take it back to your rig

Two weeks later talking bout with your shake yeah

A lot of talking while I keep rolling this thang yeah

I'm very wild you know my style

And I vow that my child will be well endow

Like his daddy, and make the money go like it was magic

And treat these projects like they were mansions

Take the train for cocktails at the standard

A girl with different standards

Look, you got the questions need some answers

Well look, I thought I was your bad

Look, don't you believe in second chances

Well look, I hope you smile, I hope you find what you're looking for

I want you to be my friend,

I want you to be a start of me,

Will you be my girl?

I want you to be my world

Flashing tights, flashing tights

That's thee bitches dress code

Off the wi, off the y

Men reminds the master

Cartier price

It makes you look so better than the rest though

Feel like we been together from the get go

And when it works forever man it's simply hard to let go

You know, eat that pasta with the pesto

Look at the condo girl, what you think I spent though

I saw her take a guess though

They party so we can rest in peace

She got shash, we never press to eat

She like come over baby sess to me

I fuck with her, I know she f with me

I want you to be my friend,

I want you to be a start of me,

Will you be my girl?

I want you to be my world

You're like me, you don't talk a lot

You would rather just observe

I like it that you don't believe what they talking bout

You don't believe what you heard

And I just wanna set the mood right

And I just wanna see the moonlight

I just really need a friend

I want you to be my friend,

I want you to be a start of me,

Will you be my girl?

I want you to be my world

She a new girl, blondie like curl

We're not chained but you know I gotta throw

This new girl got around to the world

This new girl got around to the world

3 Am we still texting, late at night, you know about that

Get no sleep, I do not eat

She saying, wanna hear some more

I can't complain to see the things I'm the problem

I wake you up, I'm still not dressed

17 I'm house arrest

I still sing I'm still depressed

Feel no pain, I second guess myself

They say baby you the worst

I think you the best, not the same as me

But you different, run away with me

Are you trippin, are you trippin?