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More Than Friends
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Hip-Hop/Rap
More Than Friends was released on August 28, 2026 by Open Shift Distribution as a part of the album Krossfire - EP
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Lyrics

[Chorus]
Bae, for you I keep on falling
Spilled my cup, I'm too damn nauseous
From afar, I hear you calling
But I don't pick up, I'm too exhausted
Feel I gotta quit the pills
Damn, I do this shit too often
If you ask, "BR, how you feel?"
I ain't bad, but I ain't awesome
I threw two back before we land
I fell in love with your shape, I think we could be more than friends
In my head I can't escape, feel like I'm stuck
Oh shit, goddamn, slim ass waist, a pretty face look in her eyes, they golden brown
Two Micro Dracs, one FRT, we got two boxes fore we slam
[Verse 1]
F-Fresh off a drill, I'm talking bout fresh
I told my brother, "Trade your gen"
On my back and in my coffin, I wonder would they love me then
I tell them **** fuck they offer 'cause I know we won't never blend
She ask me, "BR, why you hard?" but baby, that's my mag extended
Dropped a deuce up in my cup, this bitch here look like cotton candy
Don't wanna talk, wanna get in your cheeks
But I ain't talkin' bout no Sandy
She asked me could she get some money
But she ain't never dropped no panties
Got hella tools inside the spot, they say, "BR like Handy Manny"
Rookie jumped up in the game and he got tapped, shit, we had benched him
I done took a couple L's today, you never see me bitching
**** say he smoked LA, when he got caught he met that switch
I pour yellow up today, this shit here look like Homer Simpson
[Chorus]
Bae, for you I keep on falling
Spilled my cup, I'm too damn nauseous
From afar, I hear you calling
But I don't pick up, I'm too exhausted
Feel I gotta quit the pills
Damn, I do this shit too often
If you ask, "BR, how you feel?"
I ain't bad, but I ain't awesome
I threw two back before we land
I fell in love with your shape
I think we could be more than friends
In my head I can't escape, feel like I'm stuck
Oh shit, goddamn, slim ass waist, a pretty face, look in her eyes they golden brown
Two Micro Dracs, one FRT
We got two boxes fore we slam
I-I-I done caught my spidey senses, I sense that she fucking off
Baby, I just want a draw
That or let me in your jaw
Peanut butter G19, you gon' box that before I brawl
[Verse 2]
Two things that I never seen, UFO and the bitch I need
Why would I be scared of **** when I know death is guaranteed?
Thick up in those Truey jeans, I can't lie you my type of speed
My lil partner caught a hat before he could type or even read
I think my bitch might be cheating, she don't express the way she feel
I woke up a house by the lake, a studio up in the crib
Baby, tell me why you hate me
You can tell me what I did
My stick, it came with boxing skills, this bitch'll uppercut your ribs
[Chorus]
Bae, for you I keep on falling
Spilled my cup, I'm too damn nauseous
From afar, I hear you calling
But I don't pick up, I'm too exhausted
Feel I gotta quit the pills
Damn, I do this shit too often
If you ask, "BR how you feel?"
I ain't bad, but I ain't awesome
I threw two back before we land
I fell in love with your shape, I think we could be more than friends
In my head I can't escape, feel like I'm stuck
Oh shit, goddamn, slim ass waist, a pretty face, look in her eyes they golden brown
Two Micro Dracs, one FRT, we got two boxes before we slam
Written by: BabyRu78
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