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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?