Endless (2016)

• Device Control
• (At Your Best) You Are Love
• Alabama
• Mine
• U-N-I-T-Y
• Ambience 001: "In A Certain Way"
• Commes Des Garcons
• Ambience 002: "Honeybaby"
• Wither
• Hublots
• In Here Somewhere (Instrumental)
• Slide On Me
• Sideways
• Florida (Instrumental)
• Deathwish (ASR)
• Rushes
• Rushes To (Instrumental)
• Higgs
• Mitsubishi Sony (Unlisted Track)
• Device Control (Reprise) (Unlisted Track) 

Device Control lyrics - Frank Ocean

With this Apple appliance, you can capture live videos

Still motion pictures shot at high frequency

Blurring, blurring the line

With this Apple appliance, you can capture live videos

Still motion pictures shot at high frequency

Blurring, blurring the line between still and motion

With this Apple device

You can blur the border between still and motion pictures

You can blur the border between still and motion pictures

With this Sony Telephone 4K video is in your palm

It is in your palm, in your palm

In your hand, in your hand

With your eyes, with your eyes

You can capture real 4K

With this Samsung telephone, we don't call it telephone

I think I saw billboards describing life interactivity

Life-sharing, live-posting, streaming off your videos

The new Samsung Galaxy allows you to live-stream your life

Live-stream your life, live-stream your life

You can blur the border between still and motion pictures

You can still-stream you life

Your life can be streamed

In endless communication

We all show interest in everybody's life

Your life can be streamed

Life, your life can be streamed

Life, life

You can blur the border between still and motion pictures

You can blur the border between still and motion pictures

You can blur the border between still and motion pictures

You can blur the border

With this device, the border between still and motion pictures is absolutely blurred

Think of the possibilities, think of the possibilities

Think of the possibilities... with this

Think of... the... possibilities

With this device, stream your life, it's possible

Streaming life in this device is possible

Streaming life in this device is possible

Streaming life in this device is possible

Streaming life in this device is possible

Streaming life in this device is possible

It's in your palm, dreams of pleasure in your hand

This device in your hand, streaming life in streams of pleasure

Blurred, still and motion, audio

Your life is an active stream of life

This stream of life, on this device

Is causing an interactive stream of life

This stream of life, on this device

Is causing a streamed life

A live stream of my life

Is caused by this device

By this device

An Internet Scheiße

Ja, so ein großes device

Das schafft einen stream of life

(At Your Best) You Are Love lyrics - Frank Ocean

When I feel what I feel

Sometimes it's hard to tell you so

You may not be in the mood to learn

What you think you know

There are times when I find

You wanna keep yourself from me

When I don't have the strength

I'm just a mirror of what I see

But at your best you are love

You're a positive motivating force within my life

If you ever feel the need to wonder why

Let me

Let me know

Let me know

When you feel what you feel

It's hard for me to understand

So many things have taken place before this love affair began

But if you feel more like I feel

Confusion can give way to doubt

For there are times when I fall short of what I say

What I say I'm all about, all about

But at your best you are love

You're a positive motivating force within my life

Should you ever feel the need to wonder why

Let me know

Let me know

Tell me what it is (Fuck it)

What it is, no need to make believe

Look beyond your world

Try to find, find a place for me

'Cause when you're you're at your best you are love

You're a positive motivating force within my life

Should you ever feel the need to wonder why

Let me know, let me know

Let me know, know

Stay at your best, baby

Stay at your best, baby

Stay at your best, baby

Alabama lyrics - Frank Ocean

Yup, duplex in New Orleans east

I was writing down everything

Things I would tell nobody

Some things I didn't even tell me

Sleeping on my back, my body would wake up after me

My barber fresh out the penitentiary

That alcohol was stinging me

My four cousins stayed with me, stayed with us

One was in the shower

My aunt in law come over to fuss and fight

So she get out in cutoffs and a wife-beater

Bare feet and bra-less, titties swinging

She was seventeen then

Vaseline and Reebok classics

Weaves and baskets

Take the bully on the greenest grasses

His name was Renny, we was cool after

Matthew had some pairs of Air Maxes

Clarky had them road rashes

Lost your virgin on a air mattress

Texturizer, feeling unnatural

This what I would do just to show you

That it's special now

What could I do to know you better than I do now?

What can I do to love you more than I do now?

What can I do to know you better?

What can I do to show my love?

What can I do to know you better?

What can I do? What can I do?

Mine lyrics - Frank Ocean

How come the ecstasy always depresses me so?

Chemically, I don't have no more new places to go

How come the ecstasy always depresses me so?

Chemically, I don't have no more new places to go

How come the ecstasy always depresses me so?

Chemically, I don't have no more new places to go

How come the ecstasy always depresses me so?

Chemically, I don't have no more new places to go

U-N-I-T-Y lyrics - Frank Ocean

U-N-I-T

U-N-I

My head fatiguing off the opus

Kept it underground to focus

I feel afterlife, six under oath, don't want no hocus pocus

Niggas tryna go pop, I draw contact, rip my facemask

Nothin' but, nothin' but net, is you Roger or Novak?

You still are no match, you get no rematch

Boy, you missed your moment

Perusing the MoMA, I'm on all my lonely, burst in tears

On his shoulder and it's so cold 'cause he's sculpture

Where's the shaman, Ayahuasca

I had WhatsApp'd him for atonement

I never ever trust the pre-rolled

I never let a random motherfucker shoot the B-roll

I never ask advice from him 'cause what could he know?

Never fuck someone you wouldn't wanna be though

It forever seemed like time's up

When we swerved in the Honda

Now forever seems like no time

I mean, time flies when you have some

Both nuts weigh two pounds, all on your bitch like futons

My crew saved your crew

Like niggas came through with the Groupons

Cookin' with the grease now, truffle fries and Cholula

Are you slowin' down? Are you holdin' down?

Whoever held you down

Whoever propped you up, built the structures with you

Swished the buckets with ya, who was fuckin' with ya?

Really brothers when you needed that?

When you see 'em now is it forced black?

Hail Mary on the fourth down

Hands to the sky, yeah

Peace to the holy, peace to the people that think they know me

Piece of Moschino, cover your ass, your rectum showing

Peace to the boys that we used to be though

Geto Boy, North Face too cold on these hoes

Peace out to Willie D, Bushwick Billy and 'Face

Piece of steak grillin' in Jesus' name, speakin' his grace

Hands to the sky

U-N-I-T-Y, Neptunes and peace signs

Chiraq, Palestine like

Iberville 1995

You'd think that was airstrikes on outside

I put refugees in my villa, play kids the Fu-Gee-La

All this space Atlanta

Place order McMansion and two apple pies

I want the Porsche Bugatti-design

Silicon Valley, new venture is tits up

How do I crop your new bitch out my Vine?

Sick, blue nose pit foamin' white like frappo jacko

El Chapo, de facto

Bell nacho, shell taco, crunch crackle

Green emerald, pink diamonds like Apple Jack bowl

Ambience 001: "In A Certain Way" lyrics - Frank Ocean

("Feel a certain way—")

"'Cause you are beautiful and you are young

You deserve to have the best in life"

("Feel a certain way—")

Commes Des Garcons lyrics - Frank Ocean

He came up in Dallas

Had no hazel in his eyes

Had them sailors on his thighs

When he's lit he show 'em

Kept it faded on the sides

We were seeing someone

We was dating on the side

He was seeing double

I was spinning hula

We were spending so much time

It was getting cooler

All this drillin' got the dick feelin' like a power tool

Finna move a nigga out his momma house now

That's a power move

That's what I gotta do, for real

Would that diamond shine for real?

Shine for real

Feelings come, feelings go

Feelings come, feelings go

Feelings come, feelings go

Feelings come, feelings go

Comme des Garçons, Comme des Garçons, Comme des

Comme des Garçons, Comme des Garçons, Comme des

Comme des Garçons, Comme des Garçons, Comme des Garçons

Comme des Garçons, Comme des Garçons, Comme des

Comme Des Garçons

Ambience 002: "Honeybaby" lyrics - Frank Ocean

Oh yes, oh slide

Xenons with the blue color

If that's a lease 'least it'll look cool on ya

That your business and I'm off when I'm on ya

Like holidays, I get off on ya

Wither lyrics - Frank Ocean

Over where the trees burn down

The place where the fields went down in flames

We could put a hole in the ground

Throw seeds and dance for rain

It takes a mind to worry

A conscience to feel ashamed

But there's no place to hide out here

These skies are filled with planes

And both our hands are filthy

Pointing up at the moon

And tonight I'll hold you close, close enough to bruise

Hope a garden grows where we dance this afternoon

Hope our children walk by spring when flowers bloom

Hope they'll get to see my color

Know that I've enjoyed sunshine

Pray they'll get to see me, me wither (when I was young)

See me (too) wither

(When I was young)

Know that (me) I've enjoyed the sunshine

When I was young, know it happens all—(me)

Know that I've enjoyed the sunshine—(me)

Know it happens all (me)—all the time (me)

Know it happens all (me)—all the time (me)

When I was young (me, me)

Hublots lyrics - Frank Ocean

Turn the mountain view, find a place for a quiet one

Suburbia got a yard

All this estate for my mind to run

Run

I know you're in there somewhere

Can't wait for someone, something you need

Someone out there

Try to love the one you're with tonight

Try to love the one you're with

Late at night sometimes it helps

You don't have to be all by yourself

In a moment life can end

This'll all be over with

I know you're in there somewhere

Can't outrun love,it's something you need

It's been so long

Feel what I'm sayin'? (Yeah)

Like 10, 10, 12, 11, 10, 6, aight? Platinum

In Here Somewhere lyrics - Frank Ocean

(Instrumental)

Slide On Me lyrics - Frank Ocean

("Endless" Version)

Gotta rinse off here

I can't see your diamonds

I need a week paradise

I went god mode all year

I can't see so cloudy

Paradiso laundries

I keep the cheats on all year

Sometime in Heaven

You still behind like ancestor

All on your mood board all year

I went god mode about it

You ain't got no muscles, lil' nigga

I ain't in the mood for it all year

I keep the cheats on always

Wrong side of average

Now when you slide on me, you slide on me

You slide off or peace out, yeah, yeah

That's a free slide on me, first time's on me

Next time won't be, oh, yeah, yeah

For your mentality

You play ball, you run 5 on 5 least three times a week

Glen Park down the street

Waitin' on you to tire, retire with victory

Play so savagely

Always fighting with them you grew up with

When you lose you don't cry, but you low-key sad to see

If we cut like some champions you'll redeem yourself

You'll sleep happily, uh-ha ha, smiling

I'm still working while you dream pop

I could never let a scene stop smilin' on me

I don't think they get the point pop

They forgettin' that it's me, akh

Akhi tell 'em I ain't gone, wallahi

I'm just all day running numbers

How the fuck you think I live?

Too many heads waitin' for my downfall

They're like "something's gotta give"

Boys in the building give me updates like they know the weather

If you ain't in the streets you can't see the sky, I'm out here

I could see the sky and it's paradise

On the regular

And when you slide on me, you slide on me

You slide on, oh slide, yeah, yeah

Now when you slide on me, you slide on me

First time on me, oh, yeah, yeah

This is for when you change your mind and slide back this way

This is for that night when setbacks won't let that much fade

Guess you can't blame the ones you choose

Sideways lyrics - Frank Ocean

Woo! (Woo, woo)

Woo!

I was in all them hours in it

10K, toking mid strokes

Prime prime time of my life with you

Putting prime numbers up though

On them 777 flights with you

Take a shower with it, gotta cleanse it

Keep the safety off innit

Now we finna have a minute

Outta wedlock, God forgive it

Then forget it

'Cause only God can forget it

All this hotel living

Might as well pay the mortgage what I'm spending

Said the dick long as a swan neck

Put some real swans in the pond then

Fell asleep in the foreign

After the free show at the Garden

Let the LED roll, deer hunter

Leave the stage, watch it from the audience

Bet we sell the biggest out next week

On me on, my partners

When I'm up they gon' hate

When I'm sideways, yeah, I set me straight

When I'm up they gon' hate

When I'm down they gon' celebrate

Sitting sideways, too sideways

Nah, it's not too late

Florida lyrics - Frank Ocean

(Instrumental)

Deathwish (ASR) lyrics - Frank Ocean

[Part I: Impietas]

Are you against me or are you with me?

Are you with me?

Are you with me?

[Part II: Deathwish]

Is it a deathwish to doze off helpless?

Leave myself at the mercy of you

At the mercy of you

And I be needing my sleep in peace

Need to trust you

At the mercy of you

You

At the, at the, at the

At the, yeah, at the

At the, at the the

Rushes lyrics - Frank Ocean

Gonna be somebody, oh I follow

Oh and it's so cloudy

Running showers and the mist so fly

Enough time to know, know nothing at all

Oh I see the lines, there's two lines (walls)

You'll live a life anew

Tell me what you need from me? Gas money?

And I did what I needed to, to be kind

Cut your teeth on sheets in Paris

Hope the water's deep enough

It's a rush to the head

We've been here before (It's just like the water)

The first time is not the past time

I ain't felt this way in years

First, I was rushing for a wait

This time I'm waiting for a rush

(Oh, help me up off my feet)

Infatuation's your rush

(Help me, help me, help me off my feet, yeah

Do you wish you were me?)

Keep pushing on 'em, never let 'em stop (Do you wish you were me?)

All what happens to be, now it happens to me, upon his feet

Twin peaking, highs and lows, we shaded off and on

Bygones but we're still here, ride around in my two wheels

I love the way you make me feel

(What happens to me)

Bet you wish you was me

(You, just you and me)

(I need some help on my feet)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I be up to my feet

I wake up feeling weak

Wake me up in a week

(It's like drivin' round) (Stroke me, suck me, pipe me down)

(Two is a crowd, quieting down)

(Bite me down, pad me down, do whatever to fly me down)

It don't matter, pipe it down

Two is a crowd, quieting down

What stays and what what's gone and what's here still

And what's here still

Riding my two wheels

They're gone and you're still here, rid

They're gone and you're still here, riding my two wheels

I love the way you make me feel

Rushes To lyrics - Frank Ocean

(Instrumental)

Higgs lyrics - Frank Ocean

Saturdays involved making our entrances into life outside

We've been in this room too long

Recreation is keeping us self-contained and aware

Of each other's forms

Still and in full strides just the same

Keeping us warm

Walking in straight lines

Talking to sleep at night

Coddled and pacified

By versions of mothers

It's all new to me

It's all new to me

Having you around

It's all new to me

It's all new to me

Having you around the Higgs

What if we decide to live by choice?

All this time I knew

That average was something to fall back on after genius ends

I watch video; only difference is, it's flattened and remiss

Sparks of lightning storm behind wet faces

Slipped my pants back on and rewind it backward more

The tape stopped before I was back alone

I'll be back before

The street lights on, before the daylight's gone

I was spoiled by lavish thoughts

They don't compare, no, not at all

And had this been the past I might not know

What to do with all

Of what you've showed

What you give, my words can't hold

And if acts of God breaks us apart

Least we did ours

Turn back, turn back

Turn back, turn

Back, turn back, turn

If you've never been in love

Mitsubishi Sony lyrics - Frank Ocean

That ain't really loud

Couldn't raise his voice 'cause his wind gone

Niggas sound like Reggie

(Already, ran through already

Nigga going in, fuck it)

Pray to the pipe (fuck it) I slide deep inside

Not too deep, not too shallow, I'm mindful of size

She chock full of my swipe, like a capsule sealed tight

With that substance you need, start a family tonight

Big body Merc, LED lights and it's all overprice

The dollar been cheap than a bitch

Tuberose and tulips

On the boxes you're in, from the holes in your skin

Hit the road and get rich or stay home and get broke

It's your choice in the end

Yeah they're watching my fence, like they're next to my kin

Like they're paid by the pope, got some priests by the door

Frisk the demons before they step into my glow

Oh my my

Get it, get it

Device Control (Reprise) lyrics - Frank Ocean

With this Apple appliance, you can capture live videos

Still motion pictures shot at high frequency

Blurring, blurring the line

With this Apple appliance, you can capture live videos

Still motion pictures shot at high frequency

Blurring, blurring the line between still and motion

With this Apple device

You can blur the border between still and motion pictures

You can blur the border between still and motion pictures

With this Sony Telephone 4K video is in your palm

It is in your palm, in your palm

In your hand, in your hand

With your eyes, with your eyes

You can capture real 4K

With this Samsung telephone, we don't call it telephone

I think I saw billboards describing life interactivity

Life-sharing, live-posting, streaming off your videos

The new Samsung Galaxy allows you to live-stream your life

Live-stream your life, live-stream your life

You can blur the border between still and motion pictures

You can still-stream you life

Your life can be streamed

In endless communication

We all show interest in everybody's life

Your life can be streamed

Life, your life can be streamed

Life, life

You can blur the border between still and motion pictures

You can blur the border between still and motion pictures

You can blur the border between still and motion pictures

You can blur the border

With this device, the border between still and motion pictures is absolutely blurred

Think of the possibilities, think of the possibilities

Think of the possibilities... with this

Think of... the... possibilities

With this device, stream your life, it's possible

Streaming life in this device is possible

Streaming life in this device is possible

Streaming life in this device is possible

Streaming life in this device is possible

Streaming life in this device is possible

It's in your palm, dreams of pleasure in your hand

This device in your hand, streaming life in streams of pleasure

Blurred, still and motion, audio

Your life is an active stream of life

This stream of life, on this device

Is causing an interactive stream of life

This stream of life, on this device

Is causing a streamed life

A live stream of my life

Is caused by this device

By this device

An Internet Scheiße

Ja, so ein großes device

Das schafft einen stream of life

Channel Orange (2012)

• Start
• Thinkin Bout You
• Fertilizer
• Sierra Leone
• Sweet Life
• Not Just Money
• Super Rich Kids
• Pilot Jones
• Crack Rock
• Pyramids
• Lost
• White (Instrumental)
• Monks
• Bad Religion
• Pink Matter
• Forrest Gump
• End
• Golden Girl (Bonus Track) 

Start lyrics - Frank Ocean

They look like twins

That was embarrassing

Thinkin Bout You lyrics - Frank Ocean

A tornado flew around my room before you came

Excuse the mess it made, it usually doesn't rain

In Southern California, much like Arizona

My eyes don't shed tears, but, boy, they pour

When I'm thinkin' 'bout you (ooh, no, no, no)

I been thinkin' 'bout you (you know, know, know)

I been thinkin' 'bout you

Do you think about me still?

Do you, do you?

Or do you not think so far ahead (ahead)?

'Cause I've been thinkin' 'bout forever (Oooh, oooh)

Or do you not think so far ahead (ahead)?

'Cause I've been thinkin' 'bout forever (Oooh, oooh)

No, I don't like you, I just thought you were cool

Enough to kick it

Got a beach house I could sell you in Idaho

Since you think I don't love you, I just thought you were cute

That's why I kissed you

Got a fighter jet, I don't get to fly it, though

I'm lyin' down thinkin' 'bout you (ooh, no, no, no)

I've been thinkin' 'bout you (you know, know, know)

I've been thinkin' 'bout you

Do you think about me still?

Do you, do you?

Or do you not think so far ahead (ahead)?

'Cause I've been thinkin' 'bout forever (Oooh, oooh)

Or do you not think so far ahead (ahead)?

'Cause I been thinkin' 'bout forever (Oooh, oooh)

Yes, of course

I remember, how could I forget (how could I forget)?

How you feel (how you feel)?

You know you were my first time (time).

A new feel

It won't ever get old, not in my soul,

Not in my spirit, keep it alive (spirit, keep it alive)

We'll go down this road

'Til it turns from color to black and white

Or do you not think so far ahead (ahead)?

'Cause I've been thinkin' 'bout forever (Oooh, oooh)

Or do you not think so far ahead (ahead)?

'Cause I've been thinkin' 'bout forever (Oooh, oooh)

Fertilizer lyrics - Frank Ocean

(Really, though, I think)

Fertilizer

I'll take bullshit if that's all you got

Some fertilizer

Fertilizer

Sierra Leone lyrics - Frank Ocean

(We're spending too much time alone)

Spending too much time alone

(And I just ran outta Trojans)

Horses gallop to her throne

(We're behaving like teenagers)

We're behaving like teenagers

(Making less than minimum wage)

Still inside our parents' homes

(No, I don't live in Denver)

No, I don't live in Denver

(I grew up in Sierra Leone)

And her pink skies will keep me warm

Sierra Leone

Sierra Leone

Tidbits of intuition that I be getting abandon mission

(Sierra Leone)

Abandon mission, you must be kidding, this shit feeling different

Shit feeling too good to me

Glistening, shimmering underneath the sunlight, the sunlight

(Sierra Leone)

And a new day will bring about the dawn

And a new day will bring another crying babe into the world

(Girl now)

Our daughter's reaching for your nipple 'cause it's time for her to eat (Reaching for ya)

Tonight I'll lay her in the cradle if it's time to go to sleep (Oh, go to sleep, oh, oh)

I'll sing a Lennon lullaby, she can have a pretty dream

Baby girl, if you knew what I know, knew what I know

Na, na na, na na, na

Na, na na, na na, na

Sweet Life lyrics - Frank Ocean

The best song wasn't the single, but you weren't either

Living in Ladera Heights, the black Beverly Hills

Domesticated paradise, palm trees and pools

The water's blue, swallow the pill

Keeping it surreal, whatever you like

Whatever feels good, whatever takes your mountain high

Keeping it surreal, not sugar-free

My TV ain't HD, that's too real

Grapevine, mango, peaches, and limes, the sweet life

The sweet life, sweet life

Sweet life, sweet life

The sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet life

Sweet life, the sweet life

Sweetie pie

You've had a landscaper and a house keeper since you were born

The star shine always kept you warm

So why see the world, when you got the beach?

Don't know why see the world, when you got the beach

The sweet life

The best song wasn't the single

But you couldn't turn your radio down

Satellite need a receiver, can't seem to turn the signal fully off

Transmitting the waves

You're catching that breeze 'til you're dead in the grave

But you're keeping it surreal, whatever you like

Whatever feels good, whatever takes you mountain high

Keeping it surreal, not sugar-free

My TV ain't HD, that's too real

Grapevines, mango, peaches, and lime, a sweet life

A sweet life

A sweet life, yeah

A sweet life, a sweet life

A sweet life

Live and die in the life

You've had a landscaper and a house keeper since you were born (Yeah)

The star shine always kept you warm

So why see the world, when you got the beach?

Don't know why see the world, when you got the beach?

The sweet life

And the water is exactly what I wanted (Ah)

It's everything I thought it would be (Thought it would be)

But this neighborhood is getting trippier every day

The neighborhood is going ape-shit crazy, ah

You've had a landscaper and a house keeper since you were born

The star shine always kept you warm

So why see the world, when you got the beach?

Don't know why see the world, when you got the beach

The sweet life

Not Just Money lyrics - Frank Ocean

Stop thinking of this as being money

It's just money, I'ma make more

No, no no no no no

Please decondition yourself

It's not just money

It's happiness

It's the difference between happy, being happy and sad

It's the difference between having a home and living on the streets

That's what it is, it's not just money

It's so much more than that

Right now it's the difference between you being able to go to a prom

And disappointing a girl

As I told you from the beginning, I don't have money

I have bills to pay, but that meant nothing to you

Absolutely nothing

Let's see, I have

Ooh yeah, I'ma make myself a hot link when I get home

It meant nothing to you

Saving my seven dollars

Super Rich Kids lyrics - Frank Ocean (feat. Earl Sweatshirt)

Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce

Too many bowls of that green, no Lucky Charms

The maids come around too much

Parents ain't around enough

Too many joy rides in daddy's Jaguar

Too many white lies and white lines

Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends

Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends

Start my day up on the roof

There's nothing like this type of view

Point the clicker at the tube

I prefer expensive news

New car, new girl

New ice, new glass

New watch, good times babe

It's good times, yeah

She wash my back three times a day

This shower head feels so amazing

We'll both be high, the help don't stare

They just walk by, they must don't care

A million one, a million two

A hundred more will never do

Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce

Too many bowls of that green, no Lucky Charms

The maids come around too much

Parents ain't around enough

Too many joy rides in daddy's Jaguar

Too many white lies and white lines

Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends

Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends

Real love, I'm searching for a real love

Oh, real love, I'm searching for a real love

Oh, real love

Close your eyes to what you can't imagine

We are the Xanny-gnashing

Caddy-smashing, bratty ass

He mad, he snatched his daddy's Jag

And used the shit for batting practice

Adamant and he thrashing

Purchasing crappy grams with half the hand of cash you handed

Panic and patch me up

Pappy done latch-keyed us

Toying with Raggy Anns and Mammy done had enough

Brash as fuck, breaching all these aqueducts

Don't believe us

Treat us like we can't erupt, yup

Polo sweats and Hermes blankets

Them label hoes be stealing my shit

And all their clothes revealing their tits

Pills, high enough to touch the rim in that bitch

We party in my living room

'Cause father is gone

And he left me this empire

That runs on its own

So all I got to do is whatever the fuck I want

All we ever do is whatever the fuck we want

We end our day up on the roof

I say I'll jump, I never do

But when I'm drunk I act a fool

Talking 'bout, do they sew wings on tailored suits

I'm on that ledge, she grabs my arm

She slaps my hand

It's good times, yeah

Sleeve rips off, I slip, I fall

The market's down like 60 stories

And some don't end the way they should

My silver spoon has fed me good

A million one, a million cash

Close my eyes and feel the crash

Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce

Too many bowls of that green, no Lucky Charms

The maids come around too much

Parents ain't around enough

Too many joy rides in daddy's Jaguar

Too many white lies and white lines

Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends

Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends

Real love, ain't that something rare

I'm searching for a real love, talking 'bout real love

Real love, yeah

Real love

I'm searching for a real love

Talking 'bout a real love

Pilot Jones lyrics - Frank Ocean

We once had things in common

Now the only thing we share is the refrigerator

Ice-cold, baby, I told you, I'm ice-cold (Ice-cold!)

You out here flying high (High)

Go head, fly that thing!

High, high, yeah

But fly alone

You always smoking in the house

What if my mother comes over?

You can't get up and get a job

'Cause this little hustle's getting you by

You're the dealer and the stoner

With the sweetest kiss I've ever known

I know what I was on

I had a pilot Jones (What you know about it?)

She took me high (Oh, did she now?)

Then she took me home (We talking 'bout)

Pilot Jones, pilot Jones

Tonight she came stumbling across my lawn again

I just don't know why I keep on trying to keep a grown woman sober

See there you go reaching up your blouse

And no, I don't want a child

But I ain't been touched in a while

By the dealer and the stoner

With the sweetest kiss I've ever known, ever known

I know what I was on (Ever known)

I had a pilot Jones (What you know about it?)

She took me high (Oh, did she now?)

Then she took me home (We talking 'bout)

Pilot Jones, pilot Jones

In the sky up above, the birds

I saw the sky like I never seen before

You thought I was above you

Above this in so many ways

But if I got a condo on a cloud

Then I guess you can stay at my place

I'ma get one

I need ya

Admit it

You're my pilot Jones

Crack Rock lyrics - Frank Ocean

You don't know how little you matter until you're all alone

In the middle of Arkansas with a little rock left in that glass dick

Used to date a blonde, you used to hit it raw

'Cause she was and you are madly involved, madly involved

Hitting stones in glass homes

You're smoking stones in abandoned homes

You hit them stones and broke your home

Crack rock, crack rock

Crack rock, crack rock

Hitting stones in glass homes

You're smoking stones in abandoned homes

You hit them stones and broke your home

Crack rock, crack rock

Crack rock, crack rock

You're shucking and jiving, stealing and robbing

To get the fixing that you're itching for

Your family stopped inviting you to things

Won't let you hold their infant

You used to to get a little cut-up from time to time

But the freaks ain't trying to sleep with cracky

Hitting stones in glass homes

You're smoking stones in abandoned homes

You hit them stones and you broke your home

Crack rock

Crack rock, crack rock

Crooked cop, dead cop

How much dope can you push to me?

Crooked cop, dead cop

No good for community

Fucking pig get shot, three hundred men will search for me

My brother get popped and don't no one hear the sound

Don't no one hear the rounds (Sound)

Don't no one hear the shells (Shells)

Don't no one hear a sound

Don't no one disturb the peace for riot

Don't no one disrupt nirvana

Don't no one wanna blow the high

Crack rock, crack rock, crack rock

How you feeling, girl?

How's the gutter doing?

Crack rock

Pyramids lyrics - Frank Ocean

Set the cheetahs on the loose

There's a thief out on the move

Underneath our legion's view

They have taken Cleopatra

Run run run come back for my glory

(Cleopatra, Cleopatra)

Bring her back to me

(Cleopatra, hey oh Patra eh eh Cleopatra)

Run run run the crown of our pharaoh

(Cleopatra, Cleopatra)

The throne of our queen is empty

(Hey oh' Patra, Cleopatra)

And we'll run to the future

Shining like diamonds in a rocky world

A rocky, rocky world

Our skin like bronze and our hair like cashmere

As we march to the rhythm

On the palace floor

Chandeliers inside the pyramids

Tremble from the force

Cymbals crash inside the pyramids

Voices fill up the halls

Set the cheetahs on the loose

There's a thief out on the move

Underneath our legion's view

They have taken Cleopatra, Cleopatra

The jewel of Africa

(Jewel)

What good is a jewel that ain't still precious

How could you run off on me?

How could you run off on us?

You feel like God inside that gold

I found you laying down with Samson

And his full head of hair

I found my black queen Cleopatra

Bad dreams Cleopatra

Remove her

Send the cheetahs to the tomb

Our war is over, our queen has met her doom

No more she lives, no more serpent in her room

No more, he has killed Cleopatra, Cleopatra

Big sun coming strong through the motel blinds

Wake up to your girl for now let's call her Cleopatra, Cleopatra

I watch you fix your hair

Then put your panties on in the mirror, Cleopatra

Then your lipstick, Cleopatra

Then your six-inch heels

Catch her

She's headed to the pyramid

She's working at the pyramid tonight

Working at the pyramid

Working at the pyramid tonight

Working at the pyramid

Working at the pyramid tonight

Working at the pyramid

Working at the pyramid tonight

Working at the pyramid

Working at the pyramid tonight

Working at the pyramid

Working at the pyramid tonight

Pimping in my convos

Bubbles in my champagne

Let it be some jazz playing

Top floor motel suite, twisting my cigars

Floor model TV with the VCR

Got rubies in my damn chain

Whip ain't got no gas tank

But it still got woodgrain

Got your girl working for me

Hit the strip and my bills paid

That keep my bills paid

Hit the strip and my bills paid

Keep a nigga bills paid

She's working at the pyramid tonight

Working at the pyramid

Working at the pyramid tonight

Working at the pyramid

Working at the pyramid tonight

Working at the pyramid

Working at the pyramid tonight

Working at the pyramid

You showed up after work I'm bathing your body

Touch you in places only I know

You're wet and you're warm just like our bathwater

Can we make love before you go

The way you say my name makes me feel like

I'm that nigga

But I'm still unemployed

You say it's big but you take it

Ride cowgirl

But your love ain't free no more, baby

But your love ain't free no more

She's working at the pyramid tonight

Working at the pyramid

Working at the pyramid tonight

Working at the pyramid

That's right

Working at the pyramid tonight

Working at the pyramid

Working at the pyramid tonight

Working at the pyramid

Working at the pyramid tonight

Lost lyrics - Frank Ocean

Double D

Big full breasts on my baby

(Yo we going to Florida)

Triple weight

Couldn't weigh the love I've got for the girl

And I just wanna know

Why you ain't been going to work

Boss ain't working you like this

He can't take care of you like this

Now you're lost, lost in the heat of it all

Girl, you know you're lost

Lost in the thrill of it all

Miami, Amsterdam, Tokyo, Spain, lost

Los Angeles, India, lost on a train, lost

Got on my buttercream silk shirt and it's Versace

(There he goes, one of God's own prototypes)

Hand me my triple weight

So I can weigh the work I got on your girl

(Too weird to live, too rare to die)

No I don't really wish

I don't wish the titties would show

Nor have I ever, have I ever let you get caught?

Lost, lost in the heat of it all

Girl, you know you're lost

Lost in the thrill of it all

Miami, Amsterdam, Tokyo, Spain, lost

Los Angeles, India, lost on a train, lost

She's at a stove (Who)

Can't believe I got her out here cooking dope (Cooking dope)

I promise she'll be whipping meals up for a family of her own some day

Nothing wrong (Nothing wrong)

No, nothing wrong (Ain't nothing wrong) with a lie (Ooh)

Nothing wrong (Nothing wrong)

With another short plane ride (Ain't nothing wrong)

Through the sky (Up in the sky)

You and I (Just you and I)

Lost, lost in the heat of it all

Girl, you know you're lost

Lost in the thrill of it all

Miami, Amsterdam, Tokyo, Spain, lost

Los Angeles, India, lost on a train, lost

Love lost, lost? Love, love

Love lost, lost? Love, love

Love lost, love love, love lost

Faith is the substance

Manos arriba!

Then the other channel on the

White lyrics - Frank Ocean

(Instrumental)

Monks lyrics - Frank Ocean

Mosh pits and bare chest

Stage-diving sky diver

Spray the crowd with cold water

Now it's mosh pits and wet tits

I think I need a cold shower

Cool waters

African girl speaks in English accent

Likes to fuck boys in bands

Likes to watch westerns

And ride me without the hands

Show me her passport

She's on her own tour

But you're beautiful to me

Wave 'em high, girl, to the sky

But you're beautiful to me

Live in the clouds

Wave 'em high, girl, to the sky

But you're beautiful to me

Life in the clouds

Keep em high, y'all

Beautiful stars

In the sky

Monks in the mosh pit

Stage-diving Dalai Lama

Feet covered in cut flowers

They mosh for enlightenment

Clean chakra, good karma

One with the water

Indian girl sleeps above the temple

Planning a runaway, young at heart

You found a boyfriend

And now you wanna get away, get away

Just a virgin lover on a getaway, get away

And at sunset they're gonna try and get away, get away

Abhaya Mudra

I never ask for much

But please keep up lover

We've got no choices left

The running's fast

Run, run, run, run

You're beautiful to me

Run, run, run, run, you'd better run

You mean so much to me

In my world, my world

We made it safely

Even with your father's army trailing us

We escaped him

Even with his archers' bows at our backs

What a great escape

But there's a long way still in fact

We're lost in a jungle underneath these clouds

There's a monsoon that never ends

A coke-white tiger woke us from our slumber

To guide and protect us 'til the end

We're in the clouds

Wave 'em high now, to the sky

But you're beautiful to me, oh

Keep 'em high, y'all, show you right

But you're beautiful to me, oh (Right)

Beautiful

Bad Religion lyrics - Frank Ocean

Taxi driver

Be my shrink for the hour

Leave the meter running

It's rush hour

So take the streets if you wanna

Just outrun the demons, could you?

He said, "Allahu Akbar"

I told him, "Don't curse me"

"Bo Bo, you need prayer"

I guess it couldn't hurt me

If it brings me to my knees, it's a bad religion, ooh

This unrequited love

To me, it's nothing but a one-man cult

And cyanide in my Styrofoam cup

I can never make him love me

Never make him love me

Love me, love me

Love me, love me

Love me, love me

Love me, love me

Love me, love

Taxi driver

I swear I've got three lives

Balanced on my head like steak knives

I can't tell you the truth about my disguise

I can't trust no one

And you say, "Allahu Akbar"

I told him, "Don't curse me"

"Bo Bo, you need prayer"

I guess it couldn't hurt me

If it brings me to my knees, it's a bad religion

Oh, unrequited love

To me, it's nothing but a one-man cult

And cyanide in my Styrofoam cup

I can never make him love me

Never make him love me

No, no, ah

It's a, it's a bad religion

To be in love with someone

Who could never love you

Oh-oh-oh, only bad, only bad religion

Could have me feeling the way I do

Pink Matter lyrics - Frank Ocean (feat. André 3000)

And the peaches and the mangoes

That you could sell for me

What do you think my brain is made for

Is it just a container for the mind?

This great grey matter

Sensei replied, "What is your woman?

Is she just a container for the child?"

That soft pink matter

Cotton candy, Majin Buu, oh, oh, oh

Close my eyes and fall into you, you, you

My God, she's giving me pleasure

What if the sky and the stars are for show

And the aliens are watching live

From the purple matter?

Sensei went quiet then violent

And we sparred until we both grew tired

Nothing mattered

Cotton candy, Majin Buu, oh, oh, oh, oh

Dim the lights and fall into you, you, you

My God, giving me pleasure

Pleasure, pleasure, pleasure

Pleasure over matter

Hey, hey

Since you been gone, I been having withdrawals

You were such a habit to call

I ain't myself at all, had to tell myself, "Naw

She better with some fella with a regular job."

I didn't wanna get her involved

By dinner Mr. Benjamin was sitting in awe

Hopped into my car; drove far

Far's too close and I remember my memory's no sharp

Butter knife, what a life, anyway

I'm building y'all a clock, stop, what am I, Hemingway?

She had the kind of body that would probably intimidate

Any of 'em that were un-southern, not me, cousin

If models are made for modeling

Thick girls are made for cuddling

Switch worlds and we can huddle then

Who needs another friend? I need to hold your hand

You'd need no other man, we'd flee to other lands

Grey matter

Blue used to be my favorite color

Now I ain't got no choice

Blue matter

You're good at being bad, you're bad at being good

For heaven's sakes, go to hell, nah, knock on wood, hey

You're good at being bad (You're bad at being good)

For heaven's sakes, go to hell

For heaven's sakes, go to hell

Knock, knock, knock, knock on wood

Well, frankly, when that ocean so motherfucking good

Make her swab the motherfucking wood

Make her walk the motherfucking plank

Make her rob a motherfucking bank

With no mask on and a rusty revolver

Forrest Gump lyrics - Frank Ocean

I wanna see your pom poms from the stands

Come on, come on

My fingertips and my lips

They burn from the cigarettes

Forrest Gump

You run my mind, boy

Running on my mind, boy

Forrest Gump

I know you, Forrest

I know you wouldn't hurt a beetle

But you're so buff and so strong

I'm nervous, Forrest

Forrest Gump

My fingertips and my lips

They burn from the cigarettes

Forrest Gump

You run my mind, boy

Running on my mind, boy

Forrest Gump

I saw your game, Forrest

I was screaming, "Run forty-four!"

But you kept running past the end zone

Oh, where'd you go, Forrest?

Forrest Gump

My fingertips and my lips

They burn from the cigarettes

Forrest Gump

You run my mind, boy

Running on my mind, boy

Forrest Gump

Forrest green, Forrest blues

I'm remembering you

If this is love, I know it's true

I won't forget you

(You, you, oh, you, you)

It's for you, Forrest

(You, you, oh, you, you)

It's for you, Forrest

Forrest Gump

End lyrics - Frank Ocean

Darker times

They're telling boulder heavy lies

Looks like all we've got is each other

The truth is obsolete

Remember when all I had was my mother

She didn't compromise

She could recognize

Voodoo

Our daughters and our sons

Are just candles in the sun

Voodoo

Don't let him see divide

Don't you let her see divide

Voodoo

She's got the whole wide world in her juicy fruit

He's got the whole wide world in his pants

He wrapped the whole wide world in a wedding band

Then put the whole wide world on her hands

She's got the whole wide world in her hands

He's got the whole wide world in his hands

There's something about you

I can't believe I'm even talking to you, telling you this right now

You're special

I wish you could see what I see

Golden Girl lyrics - Frank Ocean (feat. Tyler, The Creator)

She peels an orange for us in the morning

She woke me up to give me half

I can hear the children soccer balling

Like wildcats running on the grass, hey

You're a girl on this island

I'm a boy from America

My flight leaves tonight

But I don't think I'm going backwards

I won't be going backwards

You're my golden girl

You're the one I've chosen, girl

You're 24K

You make it bright when it's grey

You're my golden girl

The sun has been kind to you

You're 24K (Girl)

But the sky's never grey (Never grey)

Silent moments, meditative poses

You break my focus, you make me laugh

Two mopeds racing through the forest

Making dirt clouds on a path, on a path

I'm my best on this island

I'm a mess in America

My flight left last night

But I know I'm not going back home, yeah

I'm not going back home, no

You're my golden girl

You're the one I've chosen, girl

You're 24K

You make it bright when it's grey

You're my golden girl

The sun has been kind to you

You're 24K (Girl)

But the sky's never grey (Never grey)

If we build a house in paradise, will we get to heaven still?

(Tropic, tropic, tropic, breezes, breezes, breezes)

If we don't have to live through hell just to get to heaven

(Tropic, tropic, tropic, breezes, breezes, breezes, breezes)

I'mma stay right here, with you

(Tropic, tropic, tropic, breezes, breezes, breezes, breezes)

'Til the hurricane comes, 'til the tsunami comes

(Tropic, tropic, tropic, breezes)

I've found my gold

You're my golden girl

You're the one I've chosen, girl

You're 24K

You make it bright when it's grey

You're my golden girl

The sun has been kind to you

You're 24K (Girl)

But the sky's never grey (Never grey)

Um, you're my G-O L-D E-N G-I R-L

And that's for the females that can't spell, but

Um, thanks for fucking with me

You turn my dark into light, you're like a bucket of bleach

You see, I want you to know that

My negatives at home aren't working for my Kodak

So that means that I don't want to go back

Just know that I would like to stay here and hold that

Hand of yours, girl, I'm a wreck in America

Your face is the best

'Cause it's the same color as the lace on my neck

And you're golden, uh, your eyes open, fuck it

Let's toast and listen to Michael Bolton

I free-fall off the hill again

Let's see where I land, I'm like Gilligan

Um, I trust you, Golden, for wed ring

I'm just hoping that you don't turn my neck green

mixtape: The Lonny Breaux Collection (2011)

• Acura Integurl
• Bedtime Story
• Blasted
• Bricks And Steel
• Broken Pieces
• Can't Be The Last Time
• Day Away
• Denim
• Done
• Dying For Your Love
• Flight
• FocuS
• Follow
• Go Up
• Got The Keys
• Greedy Love
• Hardest Thing
• Holly Baby
• I Need Love
• If I'm In Love
• J.O.B.
• James Fauntleroy - Dying For Your Love
• Kamikaze
• Know Better
• Lights
• Lonny (New Mix)
• Lost Angel
• Love On My Piano
• Miss You So
• No Bonnie
• No Love
• Non-Stop
• Ohh In Love
• Old Terror
• One Look
• Open Air
• Overload
• Private Show
• Quickly
• Read The Stars
• Ready
• Real
• Rewind That
• Richest Man In The Room
• Rocket Love
• Scared Of Beautiful
• She Won't Say Hello
• Simply
• So Comfortable
• So Fresh
• Standing Still
• Stay If You Go
• Sucka For Love
• Sucker For Love (Alternate Version)
• Surprise Ending
• Taste
• The City
• Time Machine
• Together
• Tonight
• Truce
• Wake Up
• When I'm Done 

Acura Integurl lyrics - Frank Ocean

She singing, "Bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say."

I'm like, who knew? Who knew? Who knew?

That 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, 8-Ball and MJG, yeah

But we're both a long way from home

We got the windows down, the radio's on, always

I wrote a letter to the sky

Saying "Maybe one day you'll get to kiss me"

My girl found it in the car and said

"Baby, why you trying to diss me?"

'Cause you know you're my baby

Oh, you know you're my baby, ooh

I'm not just in it for the ride, in it for the ride

Yeah, oh, ah

Yeah, oh, ah

Yeah, oh

Yeah, oh

You said, "One day, I'll start up my car and it'll explode."

Well, now that's the last time I'm letting you watch Casino alone

You hate when I leave you in the motel while I hunt for jobs

So now I let you drive and wait outside in the parking lot

I know we're both a long way from home

Just keep the windows down, the radio's on, always

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?"

Don't you know you're my baby?

Don't you know you're my baby, ooh?

I'm not just in it for the ride, in it for the ride, yeah

You'll live a better life

(A better life, young one, a better life, young one)

A dull life ain't nothing

Don't speed, who cares what car you're driving?

No Benz can make you friends

She don't care what car I'm driving

And no Bentley can kiss me back

This song is dedicated to my '91 Acura

My 1991

Bedtime Story lyrics - Frank Ocean

My pillows ain't giving no comfort

And the fan is blowing way too loud

Even my heartbeat wakes me up

And I can't drown it out

Cause my eyelids ain't heavy enough

And there ain't enough sheep on my ceiling to count

Ain't slept a wink since you left me

No inspiration to dream, baby

You're my bedtime story

Bedtime but I can't sleep

No bedtime story, bedtime story, oh

I never really liked this apartment, no

There's not enough windows

That ain't the reason you left

I did that by myself

But I wish you'd come back before the sun comes up again

Cause my eyelids ain't heavy enough

And there ain't enough sheep on my ceiling to count

Ain't slept a wink since you left me

No inspiration to dream, baby

You're my bedtime story

Bedtime but I can't sleep

No bedtime story, bedtime story, oh

You gotta let me read just a page of you baby

You gotta help me sleep this ain't healthy, no way

Where's my bedtime story

Just three words to my bedtime story, bedtime story oh

Every time I lay my head down

Baby I, baby I, baby I'm thinking of you

Baby I-I'm thinking of you

Every time I lay my head down

Baby I, baby I, baby I'm thinking of you

Baby I-I'm thinking of you

Ain't slept a wink since you left me

No inspiration to dream, baby

You're my bedtime story

Bedtime but I can't sleep

No bedtime story, bedtime story, oh

You gotta let me read just a page of you baby

You gotta help me sleep this ain't healthy, no way

Where's my bedtime story

Just three words to my bedtime story, bedtime story oh

I love you, I love you

Blasted lyrics - Frank Ocean

She's the prettiest girl I've ever seen on a skateboard

And I'm just a guy with a couple of open ears for her

She told me every story behind all of her tattoos

She's thinking maybe the next one should have something to do with me, to do with me

Okay, well you gotta do mine in color

Cause all of your exes are in black and white

You wanna get blasted, yeah

Cause you know that this love is gonna last

And now we getting blasted

Cause I couldn't let you do it by yourself

My feelings go deeper than the ink

It goes deeper, deep into your soul

Said you should get a Rubi's Cube over your heart

But you say I've already figured it out

Already figured out the love

She want me to get a spaceship tatted inside of my lip

Cause that's what she feel like she on when we on each other

Loving on each other, kissing on each other

Okay, well you gotta do mine in color

Cause all of your exes are in black and white

You wanna get blasted, yeah

Cause you know that this love is gonna last

And now we getting blasted

Cause I couldn't let you do it by yourself

My feelings go deeper than the ink

It goes deeper, deep into your soul

Paper to pen, needle to skin

I'm in the chair

And she's over there

Taking these pictures

And blowing me kisses

When I asked her to hold my hand

She told me to take that ink like a man

Told me to take that ink like a man

Told me to take that ink like a man

She told me that, told me that

You wanna get blasted, yeah

Cause you know that this love is gonna last

And now we getting blasted

Cause I couldn't let you do it by yourself

My feelings go deeper than the ink

It goes deeper, deep into your soul

Bricks And Steel lyrics - Frank Ocean

If a tree fell in the forest

And no one was around to hear it

Baby, does it go boom?

Does it go boom?

If I have love for ya

But you were never close enough to feel it

Is my love any good?

Is my love any good?

Oh

But the distance ain't even a room away

You're laying in the bed right next to me

But there might as well be a brick wall in between us

Some soundproof glass

And some bars in the middle

Oh baby, when I wanna talk to you

I'm conversing with bricks and steel

A pile of bricks and steel

And when I tap your shoulder

You're cold as bricks and steel

A pile of bricks and steel

How do I stay in love with your rubbish

All the leftovers and garbage

Was it ever real

If you were never here?

Bricks and steel, walk around my kitchen

Like a pile of bricks and steel

Bricks, bricks

Steel, steel

I know you're somewhere in there

Sometimes I wanna pick up a hammer

And start chiseling away, away

Chiseling away, away

Girl my phone bill is crazy

The rate is sky high when I call ya

But you only let it ring

You only let it ring, oh

But the distance ain't even a room away

You're laying in the bed right next to me

Oh but there might as well be a brick wall in between us

Some soundproof glass

And some bars in the middle

Oh baby, when I wanna talk to you

I'm conversing with bricks and steel

A pile of bricks and steel

And when I tap your shoulders

You're cold as bricks and steel

A pile of bricks and steel

And how do I stay in love with your rubbish

Shorty leftovers in garbage

Was it ever real

If you were never here?

Bricks and steel, walk around my kitchen

Like a pile of bricks and steel

Bricks, bricks

Steel, steel

Stomp, stomp

I think I hear 'em coming down the hall

He don't hear a word I say at all

I'm wishing these 4 walls could talk, talk

Oh, stomp, stomp

I think I hear 'em coming down the hall and

He don't hear a word I said, oh, oh, oh

Oh baby, when I wanna talk to you

I'm conversing with bricks and steel

A pile of bricks and steel

And when I tap your shoulders

You're cold as bricks and steel

A pile of bricks and steel

How do I stay in love with your rubbish

All the leftovers and garbage

Was it ever real

If you were never here?

Bricks and steel, walk around my kitchen

Like a pile of bricks and steel

Bricks, bricks

Steel, steel

Broken Pieces lyrics - Frank Ocean

Reminiscing on a younger love

Blowing kisses to me through the window of the bus

Daddy told you that I was dangerous

But I couldn't stop hustling, even if he asked me

Fast forward now we're grown-ups

But how could I forget that loving you was such a rush

Our future could've been different

But let's just say I wouldn't stop hustling even when you asked me

But you knew me well, you knew I had a love on a different scale

Heavy as the heavens, you could tell

I'm different now but I still carry her with me still

It takes a strong young man to survive out here

Carrying the pieces of two hearts

All the broken pieces of two hearts

Used to have a backpack full of that work

Now I got a backpack full of this hurt

And the broken pieces of two hearts

All the broken pieces of two hearts

It's getting heavier

Can't Be The Last Time lyrics - Frank Ocean

Oh, wait a minute baby girl can we just sit down

There's a couple things we need to talk about

Like when you get mad at me, do you really mean what you say?

Or is it just one of them days, when things ain't going your way?

Can we talk about it without the shouting?

I know we got issues, don't wanna lose you

Can't let this thing fall apart

Know it damn well that I got your heart

Think it's time to rewind and start all over again

Everybody has their arguments

We all have issues that we need to deal with, can we talk about it?

But that don't mean we can't get over it

'Cause it won't be the last time, can't be the last time

With two hearts, one future girl I know it's hard

But we can't let it go, 'cause they wanna see us apart

What I'm saying is, there'll be ups and down

But it won't be the last time, can't be the last time

Can't be the last time, that you get mad at me

For forgetting every little anniversary

Something silly like me leaving up the toilet seat

And it can't be the last time, when you say I don't do this

When you say I don't do that, but you know I ain't perfect

Got no way to explain it, but I know we can make it

I know we got issues, I don't wanna lose you

Can't let this thing fall apart

Know it damn well that I got your heart

Think it's time to rewind and start all over again

Everybody has there arguments

We all have issues that we need to deal with, can we talk about it?

But that don't mean we can't get over it

'Cause it won't be the last time, can't be the last time

With two hearts, one future girl I know it's hard

But we can't let it go, 'cause they wanna see us apart

What I'm saying is, there'll be ups and down

But it won't be the last time, can't be the last time

Girl, I love the things you do

Reminds me of the reasons why I'm with you

Like when you walk out the door

When your clothes hit the floor

You were just about to break up

And now we 'bout to make up (yeah yeah)

Uh oh oh, oh oh oh ooh whoa

Girl just say yeah

Oh oh oh oh, let's make up, oh

Everybody has their arguments

We all have issues that we need to deal with, can we talk about it?

But that don't mean we can't get over it

'Cause it won't be the last time, can't be the last time

With two hearts, one future girl I know it's hard

But we can't let it go, 'cause they wanna see us apart

What I'm saying is, there'll be ups and down

But it won't be the last time, it can't be the last time

Everybody has their arguments

We all have issues that we need to deal with, can we talk about it?

But that don't mean we can't get over it

'Cause it won't be the last time, can't be the last time

With two hearts, one future girl I know it's hard

But we can't let it go, 'cause they wanna see us apart

What I'm saying is, there'll be ups and down

But it won't be the last time, it can't be the last time

Everybody has their arguments

We all have issues that we need to deal with, can we talk about it?

But that don't mean we can't get over it

'Cause it won't be the last time, can't be the last time

With two hearts, one future girl I know it's hard

But we can't let it go, 'cause they wanna see us apart

What I'm saying is, there'll be ups and down

Day Away lyrics - Frank Ocean

It's 12:07 and I'm thinking 'bout him (thinking 'bout him)

8 minutes ago it was all OK, yeah

I wish the year was just missing one day

I'm wishing I could forget it

'Cause it's still so hard to live with it

I'm humming to the song playing in my head when I first met you

And I'm looking through the pictures in the shoe box under my bed

And I swear, every conversation that I have

Someone brings up your name, just this one day I don't know

Maybe if I board a plane, I could be at the sunrise

Better yet grab a hammer and start breaking the clocks (those damn clocks)

No, I don't wanna think about him

I don't wanna dream about him

I don't wanna talk about him

I don't wanna call him

This day doesn't even exist

I keep praying that it won't exist no more

Click-clicking my heels wishing away the day

Wish it could have been Tuesday, just not today

Could have been Wednesday, just not today, day

I'm clicking my heels wishing away the day

Wishing the day go away, day go away, today go away

It's 6:47 still thinking 'bout him (thinking 'bout him)

Walking on 42nd tryna clear my brain (no, oh)

He packed his luggage and he left, but some of it still remains

So for 24 hours I'll been sitting here staring at his baggage in my space

I'm humming to the song playing in my head when I first met you

And I'm looking through the pictures in the shoe box under my bed

And I swear, every conversation that I have

Someone brings up your name, just this one day I don't know

Maybe if I board a plane, I could be at the sunrise

Better yet grab a hammer and start breaking the clocks (those damn clocks)

No, I don't wanna think about him

I don't wanna dream about him

I don't wanna talk about him

I don't wanna call him

This day doesn't even exist

I keep praying that it won't exist no more

Click-clicking my heels wishing away the day

Wish it could have been Tuesday, just not today

Could have been Wednesday, just not today, day

I'm clicking my heels wishing away the day

Wishing the day go away, day go away, today go away

See I don't even wanna think about him

Or dream about him

Even just one day is one too long

There ain't no sense in bringing it up or bringing memory round

'Cause ain't no getting back the love is gone

I won't be crying no more no water will fall

The storm has passed and gone

And I wish amnesia would stay

I don't wanna remember, not even for just one day

Click-clicking my heels wishing away the day

Wish it could have been Tuesday, just not today

Could have been Wednesday, just not today, day

I'm clicking my heels wishing away the day

Wishing the day go away, day go away, today go away

Denim lyrics - Frank Ocean

A good pair of dark blues

Hand washed by me and by you

We care enough to never let them drag, never let them tear

We kept the tags on them so we could remember

Exactly what it cost us to get here to get this pair (ah)

To get here, to get there to get this pair of ours

Got a love like denim (got a love like denim)

Got a love like denim (got a love like denim)

Got a love like denim (got a love like denim)

Got a love like, got a love like that

A love that lasts, a love that lasts

A love that lasts, a love that we can wear

Got a love like denim

Good jeans, with good care

A lifetime of good fade and good wear

And what we have with this

Is cut from the same cloth, cut from the same cloth

We kept the tags on them so we could remember

Exactly what it cost us to get here to get this pair (ah)

To get here, to get there to get this pair of ours

Got a love like denim (got a love like denim)

Got a love like denim (got a love like denim)

Got a love like denim (got a love like denim)

Got a love like, got a love like that

A love that lasts, a love that lasts

A love that lasts, a love that we can wear

Got a love like denim

Come on, put your hand in my back pocket lets walk

Out here, yeah

And let the weather, weather ours

And never mind the sun

And never mind the faded

Cause were strong and we look good in denim

Got a love like denim (got a love like denim)

Got a love like denim (got a love like denim)

Got a love like denim (got a love like denim)

Got a love like, got a love like that

A love that lasts, a love that lasts

A love that lasts, a love that we can wear

Got a love like denim

Done lyrics - Frank Ocean

Sitting next to your coffee table

I'm trying to fix your cable box, again

Said you couldn't get channel four

And that's the only one you wanted to watch

Last week I was walking your dog, baby

Scrubbing your dishes

Took your clothes to the cleaners

I don't mind, cause

When I'm done

When I'm done

I'm gonna get every little bit of your love

When I'm done (I'm gonna get it)

When I'm done (You're gonna get it)

You gonna feel every little bit of my love

Making love on the coffee table

Knock all the magazines off, yeah

You spilled your wine all over the floor

But guess who had to clean it up, yeah

Last week I was washing your towels

Scrubbing your dishes

Took your clothes to the cleaners

I don't mind, cause

When I'm done

When I'm done

I'm gonna get every little bit of your love

When I'm done (I'm gonna get it)

When I'm done (You're gonna get it)

You gonna feel every little bit of my love

When I'm done

When I'm done

I'm gonna get every little bit of your love

When I'm done (I'm gonna get it)

When I'm done (You're gonna get it)

You gonna feel every little bit of my love

Well, gimme some more baby

Gimme some more

It's never enough baby

You gotta let me know

You need something, tell me something, gather something to hold

Baby I'll do it

When I'm done

When I'm done

I'm gonna get every little bit of your love

When I'm done (I'm gonna get it)

When I'm done (You're gonna get it)

You gonna feel every little bit of my love

When I'm done

When I'm done

I'm gonna get every little bit of your love

When I'm done (I'm gonna get it)

When I'm done (You're gonna get it)

You gonna feel every little bit of my love

Dying For Your Love lyrics - Frank Ocean (feat. Lonny Breaux)

Do you remember, that October night

The twenty ninth, I almost lost my life

Call myself being a hero trying to guard your heart

No matter how hard I fought, it was over before it started

I thought that we were

On the same side of the battle

Oh, I'm on the front line of disaster

Now it all makes sense, I've put it together

I guess what we have doesn't matter

You have me dying every night, just because

You got me fighting every night, to prove my love

We never giving up from fighting in the club

I'm dying for your love, I don't know what you want

You got me fighting every night to prove my love

All I ever did was just try to play my part

Try to be the man who would not let you get taken advantage of

But you let it go on, and every time I see you with him

I wanna crack his dome, (t-tell me that I'm wrong)

But I thought we were

On the same side of the battle

Oh, I'm on the front line of disaster

Now it all makes sense, I've put it together

Guess what we have doesn't matter

You have me dying every night, just because

You got me fighting every night, to prove my love

We never giving up from fighting in the club

I'm dying for your love I don't know what you want

You got me fighting every night to prove my love

You have me dying

Fighting, every night

Dying

Fighting, every night

You have me dying every night, just because

You got me fighting every night, to prove my love

We never giving up from fighting in the club

I'm dying for your love I don't know what you want

You got me fighting every night to prove my love

On the same side of the battle, oh

Flight lyrics - Frank Ocean

Yeah

I'm hitchhiking love

Could you take me to the hills

I'm not heavy no, I promise

I heard you could fly, could you try

We can drive for miles 'til no one can see but just you and me, oh

I'm spending too much time on the ground, baby please show me how

How you do it, and don't ever let me down

Don't try to hide it

Cause I'd see your wings if that dress was backless

Don't hide it

It ain't a secret

Everybody knows you fly, fly, fly

I know you go up, go up

I wanna go up, take me up

I wanna go up, take me up

Don't try to hide it, everybody knows you fly

Oh I really ought to ask

If I need a parachute or something

Cause if you take me way up there

I'll be scared to death of falling

We can drive for miles 'til no one can see but just you and me, oh

I'm spending too much time on the ground, baby please show me how

How you do it, and don't ever let me down

Don't try to hide it

Cause I'd see your wings if that dress was backless

Don't hide it

It ain't a secret

Everybody knows you fly, fly, fly

I know you go up, go up

I wanna go up, take me up

I wanna go up, take me up

Don't try to hide it, everybody knows you fly

Gravity's blowing up my phone, don't wanna answer

Them sidewalks calling to me (yeah)

Gravity's calling my phone, I can't answer

Ain't no service way up here girl

We're twenty-five thousand feet in the air baby

If love was sky, damn right I'm falling

Falling in love, but going up

Don't try to hide it, cause I see your wings

If that dress looks fabulous, don't hide it

It ain't a secret

Everybody knows you fly, fly, fly

I know you go up, you go up

I wanna go up, take me up

I wanna go up, take me up

Don't try to hide it, everybody knows you fly

Show me how you do it, how you show me up

Show me how you do it, how you show me up

Show me how you do it, how you show me up

Show me what

Show me what

Show me what

FocuS lyrics - Frank Ocean

I'm back at it, automatic

I'm back at it, automatic

Let's go

Yeah I know I'm probably wasting my time

But listen here, I got some shit on my mind

I know it's obvious that I'm the talk of the town

You seem to move fame or get the money bringing you down

Everywhere I go it's a media frenzy

All they seem to care about is me Kim or Lindsey

Is the story real? You don't even know

Do you even care? Yeah I thought so

Yeah yeah I know they wanna see me

I can't lose focus, focus, focus

I gotta get back to the money

I'm losing focus, focus, focus

I gotta get back to the money

Yeah I know I'm probably wasting my time

But listen here, I got some shit on my mind

I know it's obvious that I'm the talk of the town

You seem to move fame or get the money bringing you down

Everywhere I go it's a media frenzy

All they seem to care about is me Kim or Lindsey

Is the story real? You don't even know

Do you even care? Yeah I thought so

Yeah yeah I know they wanna see me

I can't lose focus, focus, focus

I gotta get back to the money

I'm losing focus, focus, focus

I gotta get back to the money

I'm back at it, automatic

I'm back at it, automatic

I can't lose focus, focus, focus

I gotta get back to the money

I'm losing focus, focus, focus

I gotta get back to the money

I can't lose focus, focus, focus

I gotta get back to the money

I'm losing focus, focus, focus

I gotta get back to the money