Strawberry Swing lyrics - Frank Ocean
When we were kids
We hand-painted strawberries on a swing
Every moment was so precious
Then
I'm still kicking
I'm daydreaming on a strawberry swing
The entire Earth is fighting
All the world is at its end
Just in case an atom bomb
Comes falling on my lawn
I should say and you should hear
I've loved
I've loved the good times here
I've loved our good times here
Say hello, then say farewell
To the places you know
We are all mortals, aren't we?
Any moment this could go
Cry, cry, cry, oh
Even though that won't change a thing
But you should know, you should hear
That I have loved
I have loved the good times here
And I will miss our good times here
Spaceships are lifting off
Of a dying world
And millions are left behind
While the sky burns
There wasn't room for you and I
Only you, goodbye
Goodbye
Ah, now the sky could be blue, I don't mind
Without you, it's a waste of time
Could be blue, I don't mind
Without you, it's a waste of time
The sky could be blue, could be grey
Without you, I'm just miles away
The sky could be blue, I don't mind
Without you, it's a waste of time
Novacane lyrics - Frank Ocean
I think I started something
I got what I wanted
Did-didn't I can't feel nothing, superhuman
Even when I'm fucking, Viagra popping
Every single record, autotuning
Zero emotion, muted emotion
Pitch corrected, computed emotion, uh-huh
I blame it on the model broad with the Hollywood smile, ow
Stripper booty and a rack like wow
Brain like Berkeley
Met her at Coachella
I went to see Jigga, she went to see Z Trip, perfect
I took a seat on the ice cold lawn
She handed me a ice blue bong, whatever
She said she wanna be a dentist really badly
She's in school paying
For tuition, doing porn in the Valley
At least you working
But, girl, I can't feel my face
What are we smoking anyway?
She said, "Don't let the high go to waste"
But can you taste a little taste?
Novacane, baby, baby
Novacane, baby, I want you
Fuck me good, fuck me long, fuck me numb
Love me now, when I'm gone, love me none
Love me none, love me none
Numb, numb, numb, numb
Sink full of dishes, pacing in the kitchen
Cocaine for breakfast, yikes
Bed full of women, flip on a tripod
Little red light on shooting
I'm feeling like Stanley Kubrick
This is some visionary shit
Been tryna film pleasure with my eyes wide shut
But it keeps on moving
I blame it on the model broad with the Hollywood smile
Stripper booty with a rack like wow
I'll never forget ya
You put me on a feeling I never had
Never had, never had (Never)
And ever since I've been tryna get it back
And pick it up and put it back
Now I'm something like the chemist on campus
But there's no drug around
Quite like what I found in you, you
I still can't feel my face
What am I smoking anyway? (Ah)
She said, "Don't let the high go to waste" (Ooh)
But can you taste a little taste?
Novacane, baby, baby (Shh)
Novacane, baby, I want you
Fuck me good, fuck me long, fuck me numb
Love me now, when I'm gone, love me none
Love me none, love me none
Numb, numb, numb, numb
Novacane, novacane, novacane
Novacane, novacane (Oh)
Numb the pain, numb the pain, numb the pain
Numb the pain, numb the pain (Oh, oh)
Novacane, novacane, novacane
Novacane, novacane
For the pain, for the pain (Oh, oh, oh)
Novacane, novacane (Ooh)
Pretty girls involved with me
Making pretty love to me, pretty
Pity, pity
All the pretty girls involved with me
Making pretty love to me, pretty
Pity, pity
I can't feel a thing, I can't feel, I can't feel a thing
I can't feel a thing, I can't feel, feel, feel, feel her
I can't feel, feel her
Novacane, novacane, novacane
I can't feel, feel her
Novacane for the pain, for the pain
I can't, can't feel her
Feel her, feel her, oh
Novacane, novacane-cane
We All Try lyrics - Frank Ocean
I believe Jehovah Jireh
I believe there's heaven, I believe in war
I believe a woman's temple
Gives her the right to choose, but baby, don't abort
I believe that marriage isn't
Between a man and woman, but between love and love
And I believe you when you say that you've lost all faith
But you must believe in something, something, something
You gotta believe in something, something, something
I still believe in man
A wise one asked me why
'Cause I just don't believe we're wicked
I know that we sin, but I do believe we try
We all try, the girls try, the boys try
Women try, men try
You and I try, try
We all try
I don't believe in time travel
I don't believe our nation's flag is on the moon
I don't believe our lives are simple
And I don't believe they're short, this is interlude
I don't believe my hands are cleanly
Can't believe that you would let me touch your heart
She didn't believe me when I said that I lost my faith
You must believe in something, something, something
You gotta believe in something, something, something, oh, oh
I still believe in man (Oh, oh)
A wise one asked me why (Oh, oh)
'Cause I just don't believe we're wicked (Wicked)
I know that we sin, but I do believe we try (Try, try)
We all try, the girls try, the boys try
Women try, men try (Every girl tries)
You and I try (Every boy tries), try
We all try
Try to believe
Try (Just try)
Try to believe, try to believe
Try (Just try)
Try to believe, try to believe
Try (Just try)
Try to believe
Oh, I, I do believe, I do believe
Bitches Talkin' (Metal Gear Solid) lyrics - Frank Ocean
Stop! Stop! Stop! Let me do it!
(Fine)
No you always play what you want to play. I want to play
You don't got no Jodeci or something?
All you bitches want is Jodeci, what the fuck?
What is a Radiohead anyway?
Whatever
Songs For Women lyrics - Frank Ocean
Ha ha
When I was younger, I used to wonder, like
If I was singing songs just to sing the songs
Or if I was singing 'cause that's what the bitches wanted
I couldn't play guitar like Van Halen
Had no secret chords like Saint David
But you still came around, ate your lunch with me
Used to park your car to try the bus with me
But I would say, "Girl, don't be dumb—
I'm riding shotgun"
We could go to my house after school
After school, after school
'Cause my dad don't clock off 'til late
Off 'til late, off 'til late
We could kick it in the living room
Looking through my whole vinyl collection
And you could teach me how to slow dance or something
And I'ma give you chills, harmonizing to Otis, Isley, Marvin
And every time somebody ask me
If I sing songs to get at women
I say, "Yeah," they say, "No fair, no fair, it's cheating"
I say, "Shit, oh well, oh well," ha
And every time a nigga ask me
If I sing songs to get at women
I say, "Yeah," they say, "No fair, no fair, it's cheating"
I say, "Boy, don't judge, 'cause, hell, if you were me..."
You'd be singing to her
Like, "La-da, da-da-da
La-da, da-da-da
La-da, da-da-da"
Now I'm in the lab, always working late
Always sleeping past the breakfast she makes
She used to stop by, come and holler at me
Put her purse down, and try to battle-rap me
She don't do that no more
No more, no more
Don't even listen to the songs I record
But she be banging that Drake in my car
I'm so far gone
She stay blasting Trey and his songs
All damn day long
It's like she never heard of me, heard of me
Now, every time somebody ask me
If I sing songs to get my women
I say, "Nah," they say, "OK, I don't believe it"
I say "Nope, I swear, I never do it"
And every time a nigga ask me
If I sing songs to get at women
I say, "Nah," they say, "Who do you think you kidding?
I know you, you stole my girlfriend"
Ah, ah
(Ooh, ooh, ah) Ooh, ah
Yeah
Fair enough
Fair enough
You see, I just don't play fair
But it's fair enough
'Cause your girl broke my heart in half
Ah, ah
I'm singing, "La-da, da-da" 'bout heartbreak
And now, I'm singing, "La-da, da-da" 'bout love lost
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Damn
Ha ha
I'm saying though, like
All I write is love songs
I mean, I try
I come to the studio
I—you know what I do
What you think I do it for? Huh?
Yeah, uh-huh
But you ain't listening, never
But if you were
Might bug with it
Ha ha, yeah
All these songs for women
Songs for women
Songs for you, baby
For you
Lovecrimes lyrics - Frank Ocean
Crazy
I plead insanity
Crazy for you, baby
Crazy, na, na
Talk to me
And I better not hear a word
Oh, do me baby
Ooh, I better not feel it, girl
Baby, I, I still got one bullet left
In my nine
Finna do a love crime, love crime
Finna do a love crime
Murder, murder, murder she wrote
Love crimes, love crimes
Murder, murder, murder she wrote
Love crimes, love crimes
You write me love letters
With your father's pen, oh
If he knew the freaky, freaky things
That you write with it, oh
Is it really wrong that I want
To be the baby daddy?
Is that a love crime, love crime?
Tell me it's a love crime
Eh, murder, murder, murder she wrote
Love crimes, love crimes
Murder, murder, murder she wrote
Love crimes, love crimes
Oh, yeah, yeah
Murder, murder, murder she wrote
Love crimes, love crimes
Oh, yeah, yeah
In the getaway car
You know I love it when the ride is smooth
If we ever get caught
It'd be a long vacation for two
Murder, murder, murder she wrote
Love crimes, love crimes
Murder, murder, murder she wrote
Love crimes, love crimes
Murder, murder, murder she wrote
Love crimes, love crimes
Murder, murder, murder she wrote
Love crimes, love crimes
"Millions of years of evolution, right? Right!? Men have to stick it in every place they can, but for women– women, it is just about security, and commitment, and– ah, whatever the fuck else! If you men only knew. But you're not the jealous type, are you? You've never been jealous about me, have you? And why haven't you ever been jealous about me!? You are very, very sure of yourself, aren't you?"
There Will Be Tears lyrics - Frank Ocean
There will be tears, I've no doubt
There may be smiles but a few
And when the tears have run out
We'll be numb and blue, blue
I can't be there with you, but I can dream
I can't be there with you, but I can dream
I can't be there with you, but I can dream
I can't be there with you, but I can dream
I can't be there with you, but I can dream
I can't be there with you, but I can dream
I still dream, dream, dream
I still dream, dream (There will be)
My granddaddy was a player
Pretty boy in a pair of gators
See, I met him later on
Think it was 1991
The only dad I'd ever know
But pretty soon, he'd be gone too
Hide my face, hide my face
Can't let 'em see me crying
'Cause these boys didn't have no fathers neither
And they weren't crying
My friend said it wasn't so bad
You can't miss what you ain't had
Well, I can
I'm sad and
There will be tears, I have no doubt
There may be smiles but a few
And when those tears have run out
You will be numb and blue
"I can't be there"
That's all you had to say to me was you couldn't be there
Why couldn't you say to me you won't be there?
You coulda warned me you wouldn't be here
Right here, you wouldn't be here for me
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no, no
No, no, no
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Oh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Swim Good lyrics - Frank Ocean
That's a pretty big trunk on my Lincoln town car, ain't it?
Big enough to take these broken hearts and put 'em in it
Now I'm driving 'round on the boulevard, trunk bleeding
And every time the cops pull me over, they don't ever see them
They never see them
And I've got this black suit on
Roaming around like I'm ready for a funeral
Five more miles 'til the road runs out
I'm about to drive in the ocean
I'ma try to swim from something bigger than me
Kick off my shoes
And swim good, and swim good
Take off this suit
And swim good, and swim good, good
Got some pretty good beats on this 808s CD, yeah
Memory seats I'm sitting on stay heated (Yeah)
I woulda put tints on my windows, but what's the difference?
If I feel like a Ghost, no Swayze
Ever since I lost my baby
I've had this black suit on
Roaming around like I'm ready for a funeral
One more mile 'til the road runs out, out
I'm about to drive in the ocean
I'ma try to swim from something bigger than me
Kick off my shoes
And swim good, and swim good
Take off this suit
And swim good, and swim good, good
I'm going off (Oh, my pretty love)
Don't try stopping me
I'm going off (Throw me a line)
Don't try saving (You broke my heart)
No flares (You broke my heart)
No vest (You drove my love)
And no fear
Waves are washing me out
I'm about to drive in the ocean
I'ma try to swim from something bigger than me
Kick off my shoes
And swim good, and swim good
Take off this suit
And swim good, and swim good, good
Don't die
Dust lyrics - Frank Ocean
Who's that talking in the library?
Who's that talking in my library? Is that you?
No, I won't put you out
'Cause what would this place be without my muse?
Nothing special
Every book in here, I wrote
Some I'm not too proud of, some I wish I could burn
So many pages I wrote
Wish I could revise them, but there's no erasing
And the best advice I got was keep writing, yeah
And keep living, yeah
And keep loving
Oh, loving and living and loving
And when the ink dries
And the pages turn to dust, so will we
Turn to dust, so will we
Dust, dust
Who's that laughing in my library?
Who's that laughing in my library? Is that you?
No, I won't put you out
'Cause what would this place be without your smile?
Nothing special
I fell in love with you, girl, oh-ooh
You let yourself inside, with no respect for privacy
You said, "There's too much on my mind,"
Then you ripped out a page
And set that shit on flame, I quit writing
Oh-ooh, I kept living, oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, ugh
I kept loving, ah, ah
And when the ink dries
And the pages turn to dust, so will we
Turn to dust, so will we
Dust, dust
American Wedding lyrics - Frank Ocean
American love
American me
American you
American tears
American heartbreak
Oh, oh, oh
I took a walk with the palm trees
As the daylight fell
Sangria in a canteen
Talking to myself (I can't remember)
This tattoo on my left hand
Is turning purplish blue
Daydreams of the romance
Daydreams of you (You)
My pretty woman in a ball gown
I'm "Richard Gere" in a tux
Getting married in a courthouse
Writing vows in a rush
Making out before the judge
With my teenage wife
Got a wedding band done
That I just might die with
It's an American wedding
They don't mean too much
But we were so in love
We had an American wedding
Now what's mine is yours
That's American law
M-R-S dot Kennedy
She signed her name in pen (Oh)
In the fancy, fancy cursive (Oh)
Then turned her term papers in (Oh, oh)
A thesis on Islamic (Oh)
Virgin brides and arranged marriage (Ah, ah)
Hijabs and polygamist husbands
Those poor un-American girls
After school she ran to me
Jumped in my 5.0
This is the home of the brave, land of the free
But your parents still didn't know (Oh)
She said, "I've had a hell of a summer
So, baby, don't take this hard
But maybe we should get an annulment
Before this goes way too far." (Oh)
It's just an American wedding
They don't mean too much
They don't last enough
We had an American wedding
Now what's mine is yours
American divorce
Well, you can have my Mustang
That's all I've got in my name
But Jesus Christ, don't break my heart
This wedding ring won't ever wipe off
But if you stay
Oh, if you stay (Stay)
You'll probably leave later, anyway
It's love made in the USA
Don't let 'em front you, they're saying you can't move
Without 'em, fuck 'em, I tell 'em this ain't new
We been some hustlers since it began, dude
Ain't gon' be tripping over some bitch-ass, dude
They so vain, I tell 'em this ain't you
You could get sensitive, but this shit ain't true
These niggas can't do nothing that I can't do
That she can't do, that he can't do
That you can't do, that we can't do
Man, I had a dream and then this shit came true
And nigga, if I did it, I think you can too
These niggas can't do nothing that I can't do
That she can't do, that he can't do
That you can't do, that we can't do
Man, I had a dream and then this shit came true
These niggas can't do nothing that I can't do
That she can't do, that he can't do
That you can't do
Nature Feels lyrics - Frank Ocean
Yeah
Oh-oh, yeah
I've been meaning to fuck you in the garden
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Been breathing so hard, we both could use the oxygen
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Just hop on my back, I'll take you down the stairs
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Into my backyard, then lay you right on the grass, eh
Give it to you over again, over again, over again
Over again
Making love
Underneath the cherry leaves
Baby girl
Tell me how my nature feels
Said, oh, baby (Oh, baby)
Up against the cherry tree (Ah, ah)
Baby girl (Baby girl)
I'll give it to you naturally
Naturally, oh-oh
Feeling like Adam when he first found out this existed
"Ha, wow..."
Me and my Eve trying out our first positions
Ha, yeah
And it's all good, and it's all free
And it's all you, and it's only me
Playing in the dirt wrestling myself inside you
Yeah (Ah-ah)
Give it you over again, over again, over again
Over again
Said, making love
Underneath the cherry leaves (Ah, ah, ah)
Baby girl
Tell me how my nature feels (Ah, ah)
Said oh, baby (Oh, baby)
Up against the cherry tree (Ah, ah)
Baby girl (Baby girl)
I'll give it to you naturally
My cavewoman
I'm a caveman
Doing wild things
In a wild land
We keep going, baby
We keep getting it, baby
We'll get pebbles, maybe
A couple bam-bams
Bam, bam
Bang, bang
Girl, your heart goes
Bam and bang
Feel my heart go, go, go
Do what you feel now!
Electric feel now!
Do what you feel now!
Electric feel now!
Do what you—
4 Tears lyrics - Frank Ocean
Swag, swag times two
I don't cry cause I'm strong
I don't cry cause nothing lasts forever
I don't cry cause the kids are grown
I don't cry at all
I don't cry cause them days are gone
Ooh child, ooh child
But when the sun sets, just right, ooh I might
Shed a tear
And when the good word hits home
I'll shed a tear
I'll shed two tears
I won't cry in the car
I won't cry in the bathroom stall
I won't cry when I'm home alone
I won't cry at all
I won't cry cause them days are gone
Ooh child, ooh baby doll
But if the sun shines too beautiful, I might
I'll shed two tears
And when the good word hits home
I'll shed two more tears
Now that's four tears – you got enough?
No more tears, you've had enough
That's four tears
Acura Integurl (Remix) lyrics - Frank Ocean (feat. Square Off)
You know you're my bad, you know you're my baby, ooh
You know you're my bad, you know you're my baby, ooh
You know you're my bad, you know you're my baby, ooh
You know you're my bad, you know you're my baby, ooh
She's singing bitch I'm paid, that's all I gotta say, I'm like who knew?
After all the years I'd make a Weezy fan out of you too, you too, you too
When I met you, you were Thom Yorke, Chris Martin and U2, U2, U2
When you met me I was Three 6, Pimp C, Bun B, 8Ball and MJG, yeah
But we're both a long way from home
We got the windows down, the radios on, on
You know you're my bad, you know you're my baby, ooh
You know you're my bad, you know you're my baby, ooh
While I drive through the city, top down in the rain
I put you through it all can't fathom the pain
Them other chicks left just as fast as they came
But the love that I had for you, that will remain
Still I know how hard it is
It's kinda hard to forgive when it involves a kid
But nothing worth having comes easy so girl let's all be
If the shoe fits you should lace it
As a man I shouldn't have put you them through certain situations
But you here for the ride
My life's a roller-coaster, be prepared for the ride
I walked the clouds for you and write your name in the sky
So every time I look up you're right there in my eyes, right there in my eyes
F all them haters and them jealous chicks
I know you're my baby, don't need a DNA test to tell you this
I wrote a letter to the sky saying maybe one day you'll get to kiss me, kiss me, kiss me
My girl found it in the car and said baby why you trying to diss me, diss me, diss me
Cause you know you're my bad, you know you're my baby, ooh
I'm not just in it for the ride, in it for the ride, yeah
I know damn well she ride for me
It's all good, get high with me
Take everything that's stressing you and roll it up and smoke it
While them other chicks is angry, you stay happy and we love it
Take your clothes off and roll over
Lick between your legs 'til it's all over, my face
We keep going through these rumours, bitch you keep assuming
You know I love you, when trouble fumbles I keeps it moving
But I come right back cause I can't leave my baby like that
Took my heart gave it back, Santa's home here's my lap
But sometimes I'm thinking maybe she be cheating
Not my baby the sex is so addictive, I'm going crazy coming back like
You know you're my bad, you know you're my baby, ooh
You know you're my bad, you know you're my baby, ooh
You know you're my bad, you know you're my baby, ooh
You know you're my bad, you know you're my baby, ooh
You know you're my bad, you know you're my baby, ooh
You know you're my bad, you know you're my baby, ooh
Anywhere lyrics - Frank Ocean
Oh, girl you blow my mind every time that we're alone
Girl, let's do something new, baby tell me where you wanna go
So much opportunity, so many possibilities
I know when we be sexing 'cause you'll never know where we be sexing girl
I can't wait 'til you get off so I can put it on you
I've been thinking about you all day
You got that kind of love make a nigga wanna spend it on you
She ain't like them other girls, she ain't like them other girls
We be all up on the couch, we be all up on my dresser
We be all up in my bed, little shorty ain't scared
We just do it anywhere; we just do it anywhere,
We just do it anywhere; we just do it anywhere
In the back seat of my car, oh no, she don't mind!
We'll be all up in your office, put in that over time!
We just do it anywhere!
We just do it anywhere!
We just do it anywhere!
We just do it anywhere!
Oh, girl you blow my mind every time that we're alone
Girl, let's do something new, baby tell me where you wanna go
So much opportunity, so many possibilities
I know when we be sexing 'cause you'll never know where we be sexing girl
I can't wait 'til you get off so I can put it on you
I've been thinking about you all day
You got that kind of love make a nigga wanna spend it on you
She ain't like them other girls, she ain't like them other girls
We be all up on the couch, we be all up on my dresser
We be all up in my bed, little shorty ain't scared
We just do it anywhere; we just do it anywhere,
We just do it anywhere; we just do it anywhere
In the back seat of my car, oh no, she don't mind!
We'll be all up in your office, put in that over time!
We just do it anywhere!
We just do it anywhere!
We just do it anywhere!
We just do it anywhere!
We just do it anywhere!
Back lyrics - Frank Ocean
The love glows, I know the love glows
Oh I know the love glows, I know the love glows
Yeah
If we colored our white walls pitch black
Turn all the lights off and lay back
We can make love with our bare hands
We can make light out of thin air
Or we can close our eyes and sleep well
Dreams feel realer than right now
But whatever you do don't let go
My only nightmare is waking up alone
In a world where you're not mine
And the room painted off white
Running out in the daylight, tryna get back to you
When I stare into your eyes, I see my real life
That's why I never sleep with my back to you
When I lay down, facing you
I can feel my eyelids glow (I never sleep with my back to you)
And if the sun rises, (back to you) behind you
I don't think I'd notice though
I never sleep with my back to you, back to you
I never sleep with my back to you, back to you, back to you
Laying under the covers that I stole
From your side of the bed cause I got cold
You rolled over and whispered ro-robbery
So you been sleeping with a thief in your bed
Stole your heart and your pillows
Whatever you do just don't go
Baby, the worst jail is
Waking up alone in a world where you're not mine
In a room painted off white
Running out in the daylight, tryna get back to you
When I'm looking in you eyes, I see my real life
So I never sleep with my back to you
When I lay down, facing you
I can feel my eyelids glow (I never sleep with my back to you)
And if the sun rises, (back to you) behind you
I don't think I'd notice though
I never sleep with my back to you, back to you
I never sleep with my back to you, back to you, back to you
Like a nightlight
Like a teddy bear
Like a toddler's blanket
Look at us baby, two grownups acting like children
Ooooooo, yeah
When I lay down, facing you
I can feel my eyelids glow (I never sleep with my back to you)
And if the sun rises, (back to you) behind you
I don't think I'd notice though
I never sleep with my back to you, back to you
I never sleep with my back to you, back to you, back to you
When I lay down, facing you
I can feel my eyelids glow (I never sleep with my back to you)
And if the sun rises, (back to you) behind you
I don't think I'd notice though
I never sleep with my back to you, back to you
I never sleep with my back to you, back to you, back to you
Bend Ya lyrics - Frank Ocean (with Kendrick Lamar)
All the spoons in my kitchen
(Bend, they bend, they bend, they bend, they bend)
Bend ya up, and bend ya back down
All the girls in my bedroom
(They bend, they bend, they bend, they bend, they bend)
Bend ya in and bend ya in and bend ya back out
All the rules to this game, oh I
(Bend, I bend, I bend, I bend)
Bend it girl, bend it girl
Uh, soon as I enter
I put a hurting on it if I don't kill it she injured
For a long time, summer, spring and winter
Fall for anything, you clumsy ass nigga
Jumping off the boat in some eighty-seven locs
She's seen them hundred spokes, and then that woman spoke
But I don't talk back, I put my life on tracks
If that don't work put your wife on track
Show me where the candle wax, it must be you
Because I burn right through everything y'all do
High octane when I bring on my last name
Mr. Lamar a.k.a "The Cash King"
Quicker than pre-cum won't you give her a reason
To not meet/meat up with me like a vegan
Psssh! God Damn I'm the fucking man
She said fuck her man, now she fuck with man
All the spoons in my kitchen
(Bend, they bend, they bend, they bend, they bend)
Bend ya up, and bend ya back down
All the girls in my bedroom
(They bend, they bend, they bend, they bend, they bend)
Bend ya in and bend ya in and bend ya back out
All the rules to this game, oh I
(Bend, I bend, I bend, I bend)
Bend it girl, bend it girl
Best Seller lyrics - Frank Ocean
No-huh-ho-no
No-huh-ho-no
No-huh-ho-no
No, no, no
Oh, I got a love for my ink, it's like tear stains all over my diary pages
We wrote it together, and it tells all the secrets baby
But if this got into the hands, of those who stood against us
They'd try to develop an alternate ending for the tale
I don't, want 'em with the story
It don't, need to be published
No, don't, put it in stores
Oh, no, whoa, I know
Don't try to make it a best-seller
A best-seller, a best-seller
It ain't gon' be a best-seller
A best-seller (No)
We don't need the pub, no awards, and no reviews
Sure the critics that read it won't have a clue
It ain't a best-seller, a best-seller
A best-seller, whoa, whoa, yeah
The publishers been tryna call us, been tryna meet us lately
And I say, "It's precious, and it's private, sure ain't for profit."
And if they don't understand, baby, I ain't giving a damn
I'm tryna protect this, I'm sorry, these chapters ain't for sale
I don't, want 'em with the story
It don't, need to be published
No, don't, put it in stores
Oh, no, whoa, I know (Hey)
They'll try to make it a best-seller
A best-seller, a best-seller
It ain't gon' be a best-seller
A best-seller (No)
We don't need the pub, nor awards, nor reviews
I'm sure the critics that read it won't have a clue
It ain't a best-seller, a best-seller
A best-seller, whoa, whoa, yeah
Don't try to make it a best-seller
A best-seller, a best-seller
It ain't gon' be a best-seller
A best-seller (No)
We don't need the pub, nor awards, nor reviews
I'm sure the critics that read it won't have a clue
It ain't a best-seller, a best-seller
A best-seller, whoa, whoa, yeah
Settle down, settle down (Just settle down)
Listen up, listen up (Just listen up)
Just hear me out, hear me out (Just hear me out)
There's too much love, too much love (Oh, no)
There's too much love written up (Oh, no)
'Cause all our love written up (Our love)
I got my heart written up (You got my heart)
Don't you sell it, oh, no
Don't try to make it a best-seller
A best-seller, a best-seller
It ain't gon' be a best-seller
A best-seller (No)
We don't need the pub, nor awards, nor reviews
I'm sure the critics that read it won't have a clue
It ain't a best-seller, a best-seller
A best-seller, whoa, whoa, yeah
Don't try to make it a best-seller
A best-seller, a best-seller
It ain't gon' be a best-seller
A best-seller (No)
We don't need the pub, nor awards, nor reviews
I'm sure the critics that read it won't have a clue
It ain't a best-seller, a best-seller
A best-seller, whoa, whoa
Oh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
It can't be that, my baby
A best-seller, a best-seller
Na, na, na-na-na
Na, na, na-na-na
Na, na, na-na-na
No, no
Na, na, na-na-na
Na, na, na-na-na
Na, na, na-na-na
No, no
Biking lyrics - Frank Ocean (feat. Jay Z & Tyler, the Creator)
Uh, turn, what goes around comes around
Ayy, turn, turn the music up, uh, yeah
Goes around comes around
What goes, alright, like like
Life goes in cycles
Everything that comes around goes around
'Fore it goes down, get you some ice
Life goes in cycles, what comes around goes around
So 'fore it goes down, nigga, get you some icicles
Audemars before all of y'alls
Wristwatch got a Russian face like an oligarch, uh
12 o'clock, boy, silly nice, huh
Willie in traffic, I'm Philly nice, uh
E.T. on the handles, uh
Handlebars like a Xanax
Shammgod with the AND1 moves
Throw that shit 'round your neck
Right quick, broke boys get fixed
Right quick, Nigel Sylvester with these bike flips
Uh, that's a full cab and a back flip
Uh, sidebar
Arm stretch a tee like I nailed it
Raf moving slow like a creep
Shirt in the breeze like I'm sailing
And I walk in my sleep, I can't help that (I can't)
When's the last time I asked for some help that
I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah?
I couldn't get from nobody out there (I can't)
When's the last time I asked for some help that
I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah?
Nobody
I don't get weak in the knees
Hundreds spread out like a fan
Vert feel like some Gucci sandals
Open the sky, get a handful
Torso marked up like a vandal
How you not fucking with cash?
God gave you what you could handle
Gave you what you could handle
I got the grip like the handle
And I'm biking
I'm biking with me and my Daniel
Hades got the angels
TV's got the angles
I'm braking... got
Biking, I'm biking, I'm biking slow-mo
Maybe the four wheel exciting us mo'
I'm cold when the temperatures dip below 70s
How can I be burr around L.A. coast?
The diamonds is plural, the Tiffany brooch
On my lapel, at the table, I'm giving a toast
The first wedding that I've been in my twenties
Thinking maybe someone is not something to own
Maybe the government got nothing to do with it
Thinking maybe the feeling just comes and it goes
Think I want me a little one that look like my clone
Me and my baby can't do on our own
I landed a trick, got my impossibles
I'm fucking with Addy, I'm watching my dose
24 hours like they never close
I'm biking, I'm biking, I'm biking these blocks, yeah
Since Ben Baller sold all his ice up at Slauson, ooh
I'm biking uphill and it's burning my quads (Obstacles)
I'm biking downhill and it sound like a fishing rod
Savage, I'm biking, yeah
From Coldwater to the Shaw
Alcoholic way I handle the bars
This a PK, PK Ripper
Nah, you can't fuck with the boy
That's my problem, yeah, I got 'em
My tire smoking when I stop
Okay, nobody fucking with me
My accolades hang from my neck
Pedal, I drown in the heat
My sapphires drown in my sweat
White mags, but I jet
Jackson, I'm saving the streets
I'm Roger Rabbit in the air
I don't care, Big Willie Style, yeah
Nigga one wheel, one wheel, one wheel
Nigga one wheel, I fishtail downhill, yeah
I rose my rate, brand new brakes
Why I name it Slater? Ask my date
I don't get weak in the knees
Hundreds spread out like a fan
Vert feel like some Gucci sandals
Open the sky, get a handful
Torso marked up like a vandal
How you not fucking with cash?
God gave you what you could handle
Gave you what you could handle
I got the grip like the handle
And I'm biking
I'm biking with me and my Daniel
Hades got the angels
TV's got the angles
I'm braking
Got, got me fucked up
Got a million dollar bike
Got a million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up
Got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up
Got a million dollar bike
Got a million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up
Got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike
Biking (Solo) lyrics - Frank Ocean
Arm stretch a tee like I nailed it
Raf moving slow like a creep
Shirt in the breeze like I'm sailing
And I walk in my sleep, I can't help that (I can't)
When's the last time I asked for some help that
I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah?
I couldn't get from nobody out there (I can't)
When's the last time I asked for some help that
I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah?
Nobody
I don't get weak in the knees
Hundreds spread out like a fan
Vert feel like some Gucci sandals
Open the sky, get a handful
Torso marked up like a vandal
How you not fucking with cash?
God gave you what you could handle
Gave you what you could handle
I got the grip like the handle
And I'm biking
I'm biking with me and my Daniel
Hades got the angels
TV's got the angles
I'm braking... got
Biking, I'm biking, I'm biking slow-mo
Maybe the four wheel exciting us mo'
I'm cold when the temperatures dip below 70s
How can I be burr around L.A. coast?
The diamonds is plural, the Tiffany brooch
On my lapel, at the table, I'm giving a toast
The first wedding that I've been in my twenties
Thinking maybe someone is not something to own
Maybe the government got nothing to do with it
Thinking maybe the feeling just comes and it goes
Think I want me a little one that look like my clone
Me and my baby can't do on our own
I landed a trick, got my impossibles
I'm fucking with Addy, I'm watching my dose
24 hours like they never close
I'm biking, I'm biking, I'm biking these blocks, yeah
Since Ben Baller sold all his ice up at Slauson, ooh
I'm biking uphill and it's burning my quads (obstacles)
I'm biking downhill and it sound like a fishing rod
Savage is biking, yeah
Transition lightning (ascending)
Ashes and remnants of ballers
Body that's gutted
A Bentley that used to be flawless
I'm high up, the raindrops keep falling
Scattered, the showers
Don't scaffold the towers
I'm up, mom, I promise
In class with the honors
No cheat like I'm honest
And how did I become so accomplished?
'Cause I don't see foes
I just see a code
I just see a hole
Chinks in your armor
Like Pac in the Hummer
Like Jigga in summer
Left the house like Obama
Hit the road like a runner
Hit the road like Road Runner
I'm biking, I'm biking, I'm biking
I don't get weak in the knees
Hundreds spread out like a fan
Vert feel like some Gucci sandals
Open the sky, get a handful
Torso marked up like a vandal
How you not fucking with cash?
God gave you what you could handle
Gave you what you could handle
I got the grip like the handle
And I'm biking
I'm biking with me and my Daniel
Hades got the angels
TV's got the angles
I'm braking
Got, got me fucked up
Got a million dollar bike
Got a million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up
Got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up
Got a million dollar bike
Got a million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up
Got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike
Blue Whale lyrics - Frank Ocean
Tropical vibe, coconut milk and shaved ice
My soul glow with the low cut, no jheri curl, Jerry Rice
Boogie board on the rip tide
Parasail and deep dive, won't think twice
Your little baby bone boy killing me
Swearing he's grown when he got that steel
But he ain't swam with that blue whale
I ain't swam with that ho neither, Earl said that world real
Sit back and watch the water, hope the monster don't wag his tail
And send that big wave over while I'm showing off my pirate grill
To the baddies walking by me, showing skin because it's nothing
My little brother serving molly 'cause that bill due Monday
And my passport's buried and my home town flooded
With just a little bit of water, but my shoes still muddy
And if I ever have a daughter, I wonder what I could call her?
Nine months after I fuck on the beach, I guess I call her Karma
Copped a jet ski with the booster seat, I'm kidding but I'm balling
Just playing but I'm serious, I'm witted and I'm wilding
This life goes on, man, that's one thing about it
This life goes on, dawg, that's one thing about it
I'm feeling what you're saying, you're trying to get around it
But life goes on, pimping, the wise don't doubt it
Stuck in the sky, first time upside down on the whole ride
And I wasn't much into the type that my bros like
So I never really had no wife and that's alright
"Black woman ain't got no man," that's what she said to me
Yeah she did, that you can date outside your race, I mean
I ain't supposed to show my love
Judge gotta like my case, I mean
Somebody please switch my plates, ship my car to Rome
5K on the wheels, still ain't riding chrome
Backpack rapper skills, veteran nigga deal
So let irrelevant nigga do what irrelevant nigga feel
Let a regular nigga judge
Because his gavel fake and he regular, still
How that gravel taste? How you paid your medical bill?
Sands white on my tan feet, Colosseum in the back seat
Straw hut where the beach be
Like screen saver when your Mac sleep
Relaxing, I ain't racing no fucking rats, I'm relaxing
And if it's wrong to ya
Well, life goes on, brother, that's one thing about it
Life goes on, my nigga, one thing about it
I'm saying what you're seeing, we trying to talk around it
But life goes on, pimping, the wise don't doubt it
Cayendo lyrics - Frank Ocean
No hablará de mí, ni hablará de esto
Lo que él quiere de ti, yo no se lo negaría
Si esto no me ha partío', ya no me partiré nunca
Si puedo soportar lo que siento, ¿Por qué me estoy cayendo?
You stood me up, you laid me down
You know too much, I can't be proud
I still really, really love you, yes, I do
When I still really, really love you, like I do
If you won't, then I will
If you can't, then I will
Is it love to keep it from you?
No hablará de mí, ni hablará de esto
Lo que él quiere de ti, yo no se lo negaría
Si esto no me ha partío', ya no me partiré nunca
Si puedo soportar lo que siento, ¿Por qué me estoy cayendo?
¿Acaso voy cayendo?
You stood me up, you lay me down
You know too much (Too much), I can't be proud
I still really, really love you, yes, I do
Cayendo (Sango Remix) lyrics - Frank Ocean
Is it, ooh, uh
He'll never speak of me
All that he needs from you— loving
If this is—
He'll never speak of me
All that he needs from you— loving
If this is—
-Up, you lay me down
You know too much, I can't be proud
I still really, really want you, yes I do
(Yes I do, I still, really, really)
I still really, really want you, yes I do
I still really, really want you, yes I do (Yes I do)
I still—
-Up, you lay me down
You know too much, I can't be proud
I still really, really want you, yes I do
(Yes I do, I still, really, really)
I still really, really want you, yes I do
I still really, really want you, yes I do
(Yes I do)
I still-I-I-
Still want you — can I do
If you can't— I do
Still want— can I do
If you can't - [?]
I still want— can I do
If you can't— I do
Really, really want you, yes I do, mm, yeah
Lo que él quiere de ti, yo no se lo negaría
Si esto no me ha partío', ya no me partiré nunca
Si puedo soportar lo que siento, ¿por qué me 'toy cayendo?
¿Acaso voy cayendo?
Oh, oh, oh (¿Acaso voy cayendo?)
Oh, oh, oh (¿Acaso voy cayendo?)
Oh, oh, oh (¿Acaso voy cayendo?)
Oh, oh, oh (¿Acaso voy cayendo?)
Chanel lyrics - Frank Ocean
My guy pretty like a girl
And he got fight stories to tell
I see both sides like Chanel
See on both sides like Chanel
Swimming laps through pool water
Heated like I'm underworld
Hide my tattoos in Shibuya
Police think I'm of the underworld
12 treat a nigga like he twelve
How you looking up to me and talking down? (Yeah)
Can't you see I am the big man? (Big man)
God level, I am the I am (Whoa)
Now film it with that drone cam, in the pink like Killa Cam
Put a zoom on that stick, Noé, up so close I'm on that kill
Remote controller on your lower back, yes, the good
Dick could roll the eyes back in the skull
Rolling when you ride, popping
Rolling when you ride, ride the Rodman
Got one that's straight acting
Turnt out like some dirty plastic (Ride)
2016: burnt some discs (Dope)
2017: ideas playing off a Walkman
This a cult, not a clique on the net
With a cup in a cup, Actavis
That's a double edge, "issa knife" (Knife)
And I don't like to fight 'til I'm fighting (Fighting)
Revenge in the air makes my lungs sick
Chopper in the sky like a gun trick (Pow)
Clips on clips like Mikey (Hello)
It's really all
I see both sides like Chanel
See on both sides like Chanel
It's really you on my mind
It's really you on my mind
It's really you
It's really you on my mind
V both sides of the 12
Steam both sides of the L
Freeze smoke rings and they hail
Sleet snow grind for the wealth
Whole team diamonds is real
Showed 'em how to shine by theirselves
You need a cosign for your health
I need that bitch to grind on my belt
I know you need to try for my belt
I know you seen it driving itself
No matte black on the ride 'cause it's stale
But it's stealth
I see both sides like Chanel
I see both sides like Chanel
My pockets snug, they can't hold my 7
They banned my Visa, my Amex and Mastercards
I got new money, and it's all cash
I got new bags, and they're all collabs
I rubber band a bunch of thousand-dollar Delta gift cards
(I mean my baby bi)
Amazing, the cash online unknown
(I mean my baby bi)
Blazing the dash, counting money at home
My pockets snug, they can't hold my 7
They banned my Visa, my Amex and Mastercards
I got new money, and it's all cash
I got new bags, and they're all collabs
I rubber band a bunch of thousand-dollar Delta gift cards
(I mean my baby bi)
Amazing, the cash online unknown
(I mean my baby bi)
Blazing the dash, counting money at home
Chanel (Remix) lyrics - Frank Ocean (feat. A$AP Rocky)
My guy pretty like a girl
And he got fight stories to tell
I see both sides like Chanel
See on both sides like Chanel
Swimming laps through pool water
Heated like I'm underworld
Hide my tattoos in Shibuya
Police think I'm of the underworld
12 treat a nigga like he 12
How you looking up to me and talking down?
Can't you see I am the big man? (Big man)
God level, I am the "I Am" (Whoa)
Now film it with that drone cam
In the pink like Killa Cam
Put a zoom on that stick, Noé
Up so close I'm on that kill
Remote controller on your lower back
Yes, the good
Dick could roll the eyes back in the skull
Rolling when you ride, popping
Rolling when you ride, ride the Rodman
Got one that's straight acting
Turned out like some dirty plastic (Ride)
2016, burnt some discs
2017, ideas playing off a Walkman
This a cult not a clique, on the net
With a cup in a cup, Actavis
That's a double edge, "Issa knife" (Knife)
And I don't like to fight 'til I'm fighting (Fighting')
Revenge in the air makes my lungs sick
Chopper in the sky like a gun trick (Yeah)
Clips on clips like Mike
It's really all
I see both sides like Chanel
See on both sides like Chanel
It's really you on my mind
It's really you on my mind
It's really you
It's really you on my mind
V both sides of the 12
Steam both sides of the L
Freeze smoke rings and they hail
Sleet snow grind for the wealth
Whole team diamonds is real
Showed 'em how to shine by their selves
You need a cosign for your health
I need that bitch to grind on my belt
I know you need to try for my belt
I know you seen it driving itself
No matte black on the ride 'cause it's stale
But it's stealth
I see both sides like Chanel
See on both sides like Chanel
My pockets snug
They can't hold my 7
They banned my Visa
My Amex and Mastercards
I got new money
And it's all cash
I got new bags
And they're all collabs
I rubber-band a bunch of thousand-dollar Delta gift cards (I mean my baby bi)
Amazing the cash online unknown (I mean my baby bi)
Blazing the dash counting money at home
My pockets snug
They can't hold my 7
They banned my Visa
My Amex and Mastercards
I got new money
And it's all cash
I got new bags
And they're all collabs
I rubber-band a bunch of thousand-dollar Delta gift cards (I mean my baby bi)
Amazing the cash online unknown (I mean my baby bi)
Blazing the dash counting money at home
I see both sides like Chanel
See on both sides like Chanel
Swimming laps through pool water
Heated like I'm underworld
I see both sides like Chanel
See on both sides like Chanel
Swimming laps through pool water
Heated like I'm underworld
Our lives are factual and actual
Plus you natural and match well
Burdens on my back look like a shell
Purple act, I'm moving like a snail
Both sides even like equal
Both eyes gleaning like a scale
Green and blue, hundreds turning teal
Green and blue, money colored tales
Was such a good guy to Chanel
'Til she caught me sleeping with Charel
The Range, Royce, ring, like Pharrell
Bling so she see that I'm for real
Picture me, a fire burn in Hell
Photography like David LaChapelle
Black lapels and nappy ponytail
Make 'em call me Flacko Lagerfeld
I see both sides like Chanel
See on both sides like Chanel
Swimming laps through pool water
Heated like I'm underworld
I see both sides like Chanel
See on both sides like Chanel
Swimming laps through pool water
Heated like I'm underworld
Come On World, You Can't Go! lyrics - Frank Ocean
[Part I]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I saw your eyes
Your eyes fall
You didn't wanna cry
So you kept your eyes closed
I could be great
I'm on my way
If I want escape
I can escape
I could be great
I'm on my way
If I want escape
I can escape, yeah
I could be great
I'm on my way
If I want escape
I can escape
I saw your eyes
I saw your eyes fall
You didn't wanna cry
So you kept your eyes closed
I could be great
I'm on my way
If I want escape
I can escape
I could be great
I'm on my way
If I want escape
I can escape
Coming down Fig
Turn left on Gage
I had an M5
Headlights were square like the Jakes
Race on a date
Race and sedate
I know you lie
You just don't lie to my face
I can't be great 'til...
I can escape
Coming down Fig
Turn left on Gage
Had an M5
When headlights were square like the Jakes
Race on a date
Race and sedate
I know you lie
You just don't lie to my face
I can be great
What's that?
149
Oh, it's fast
Yeah
Cool
Yeah
[Part II]
I saw your eyes
I saw your eyes fall
You didn't wanna cry
So you kept your eyes closed
I could be great
I'm on my way
If I want escape
I can escape
We was on a date
I took you to McKenzie's
That's like your favorite
I don't like fried chicken
I don't want no Chick-fil-A
And I know they rob niggas
Can't do that drive-thru today
Coming down Fig
Turn left on Gage
I had the M5 when the
Headlights were square like the Jakes
Race on a date
Race and sedate
I know you lie to me
You just don't lie to my face
I can't be great 'til I'm grateful for it
You just want hate, you got a gift for it
You don't wanna fight, you ain't built for that, huh
Yeah, roll call, you can see my hands
Jaws gon' break
Lip gon' bust, you like
"Why you snuck up on me
And ain't say nothing?"
I bit until my tongue gushed
I couldn't say 'I I—'
Huh? I ain't say nothing
I ain't say nothing
Get so paranoid
I ain't see nothing...
I used to play tough with the cops, had ideas
Told my girl who protest hold me a spot, and I'll go
Black folk know what talking white means, but still
Hold two open hands up in the sky, finger quotes
In my gangly youth my limbs used to swing like Polo tees
Mazal tov, still pop a bottle like what Puff did Steve
If you can't tote your own weight then what's this buff shit even 'bout?
Crystals in your lil' feet, that's all that dust protein
Swoop Tremaine from Calabasas in a Brit sports car
We used to cypher in Marc Jacobs, had the library card
At Scott's comparing the silver spoons to plastic knives and sporks
I was the dog breathless chasing the car up the street
If I ever catch it I'll panic, that's the flaw in me
Nothing glamorous about growing up poor and naïve
Standing on the balls of my feet, trying to pray before I sleep
Selling like red light pussy
Gotta waterfall douche it
Level head on the cushion
Light pink I'm revving
Light green, I'm someone like you, someone like me
Ring finger might sure get tooken
Wrist like springs, natural springs, water green indoor cookie
Other than me and you, ain't nobody else coming between, the glue stuck
We got the camera on Monday
We made a movie on Tuesday, fuck
We got the look, get looks
They never seen stars, the city too bright
Bright, bright, bright, bright
I try to sleep, can't get a lot
Make dreams bleed into days
The pressure couldn't stop
The bleeding I started seeing things
Watching out for demons
Blocked him like a screen, these plays
I was always reading, yeah
Then some hair grew where the sun don't shine
And I started feeling like pussy popping was the paradigm
Getting my dick wet, maritime
Lying on my virgin, Jergens moisturized
Gee whiz, gee whiz, gee whiz
All my friends is so, "No homo"
Blaze to trail behind
No heroes in front of mind
Just rappers who'd evolve with time
Looked up to them, knew all the rhymes
But at that time they enforced a bias
You know like some cops stop and frisk a guy
'Cause he's brown, so of course he sides
With all the gangs these lames is extorted by
Switch lanes in the Porsche I drive
Let the police Ford Explorer by
Sirens screaming like they four or five
Throwing tantrums on the 405
Still on the whey like I'm tryna gain
Don't hibernate in the winter, that's where summer bodies are made
Just leg days like a sprinter
With the Bryan Baby blue interior
Big B's like GMO's
And they sting when my eyes close
All I see when my eyes close
Blame my emo on time zones
It's the same but different
Sets, twin siblings, head spinning
Exorcist
Selling like red light pussy
Gotta waterfall douche it
Level head on the cushion
Light pink I'm revving
Light green, I'm someone like you, someone like me
Ring finger might sure get tooken
Wrist like springs, natural springs, water green indoor cookie
Other than me and you, ain't nobody else coming between, the glue stuck
We got the camera on Monday
We made a movie on Tuesday, fuck
We got the look, get looks
They never seen stars, the city too bright
Bright bright bright bright
Praying Mantis
Fit by the Asians, wrist by Lorraine
Big Pharrell praying hands
Big P, big P
Buss down face, two levitating hands
I wanna see the money in cash
So that I can truly grasp
Thanking the savior, God did a favor
Big Pharrell praying hands
Big P, big P, big P, big P
Yeah, uh, Big P
Speaking of God, at ten years old, I switched church homes
Speaking of, speaking of God, speaking of God
Yeah, yeah
No one to talk me off the ledge
Had to get in my own head
Had to get in my own head
You can go to the, uh
That
Whenever you feel like it...
The first one, the uh
Maybe keep it in four though
Uh huh
Speaking of God, at ten years old, I switched church homes
The bishop was tweaking, and we was Baptist
So how you a bishop? Like technically speaking
You drove a white Rolls, me and my family was type broke
The difference between having a home and not having a home was a tightrope
Visiting Catholic Churches, the masses was quiet as mice so
The minister spoke with no microphone
They had no choir, so silent I thought I heard Christ go
'You need a messiah'
Ran out the house from hormones, you seven months pregnant with Ryan
I figured I'd go to the East by my T for some peace and quiet
I ended up running the streets with my cousins, sitting in the back
Listening to beats, scheming on schemes that came to pass
They strategy murder yourselves, don't fall according to stats
I pray the new plots clear and thick as bulletproof glass
Cause the worst part of death is ambitions are dashed
Keep speaking death, it'll start to seem like the new car you wanna buy
It starts popping up on your way to work, see it all the time, always passing by
Call it playing Beetle-bug, yeah, it's on sight, better throw a punch
Running late to Teterboro, made the plane wait because it's no rush
Clouds floating over oceans from above
Kinda looks like bubbles on a tub
Kinda like...
Dear April lyrics - Frank Ocean
Dear April
The only face in the crowd that I knew
Dear April
Are you watching this?
Are you watching him dance?
Dear April
We were safe for a while
We were safe as the years flew by
If you could take two strangers
Leaning left and right
At a certain place and time
Like you took these strangers
And our two strange lives
And made us new
And took us through
And woke us up
I believe that no matter what
It can make us new
Take us through it
And wake us up again
What we had won't be the same now
But you will make something new
And it'll take you through this
If you can take two strangers
Leaning left and right
At a certain place and time
Like you took these strangers
And our two strange lives
And made us new
And took us through
And woke us up
I believe no matter what
Take us through it
And wake us up again
And what we had can't be the same now
But you will make something
And it'll take you through
It'll wake you up again
Just like you made me new (You made me new)
Just like you took me through (Took me through)
Just like you woke me up (Woke me up, yeah)
You made me new
You took me through
You woke me up (Woke me up)
Dear April
Are you watching him dance?
Dear April
Are you watching him dance?
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