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