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Frank Ocean

Genres: Pop

Futura Free Lyrics - Frank Ocean

If I was being honest 

I'd say long as I could fuck three times a day and not skip a meal I'm good 

I used to work on my feet for 7 dollars a hour 

Call my momma like momma 

I ain't making minimum wage momma 

I'm on momma 

I'm on 

Now I'm making 400, 600, 800k momma 

To stand on my feet momma 

Play these songs, it's therapy momma, they paying me momma 

I should be paying them 

I should be paying y'all honest to God 

I'm just a guy I'm not a god 

Sometimes I feel like I'm a god but I'm not a god 

If I was I don't know which heaven would have me momma 

Let me run this bitch 

I'ma run it into the ground momma, the whole galaxy 

God damn, fuck these lames, they don't want none 

Fuck these lames, they don't want none 

Fuck these niggas 

Fuck these niggas, they don't want none 

Fuck these niggas 

Fuck you niggas 

Fuck me if I hated on you 

 

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I'ma stick around 

I'm gon' let my nuts hang 

Nigga you got some just like me don't you? 

Or maybe not just like me 

You know I'm Africano Americano 

And even if you're half Japanese 

Roots run deep 

Family tree, throw a big shadow, tech company 

Please gimme immortality 

I'm going rapidly 

Fading drastically 

Or pulled the zip down 

Wet your lips first 

Lick the tip now 

Smoke some'n 

Jamming to the rhythm it's a face to face 

Keep me high castrati 

Poonani fade the stress 

Bugatti left some stretch marks on that freeway 

They tryna find 2Pac 

Don't let 'em find 2Pac 

He evade the press 

He escape the stress 

La da da da da 

La da da da da 

La da da da da 

 

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I'll keep quiet and let you run your phone bill up 

I know you love to talk 

I ain't on your schedule 

I ain't on no schedule 

I ain't had me a job since 2009 

I ain't on no sales floor 

You say I'm changing on you 

I feel like Selena 

They wanna murder a nigga 

Murder me like Selena 

You must ain't get the memo 

I don't cut bitches no more 

But your bitch my exception 

Come get her outta my four door 

I only got one four door 

Remember when I had that Lexus no 

Our friendship don't go back that far 

Tyler slept on my sofa yeah 

Niggas go back that far 

I ain't smoked all year 

This the last song so 

I'm finna wipe that off 

Tolerance is so low, still smoke a whole 'gar 

Menage on my birthday 

Tap out on the first stroke 

Cause this ain't no work day 

She don't give head anyway 

Cuz what niggas say 

That's what she tell her man 

What a difference distance makes 

Niggas want fight in the streets now 

Shit starting to make my head hurt 

Jay hit me on the email 

Said I oughta act my net worth 

Dog this is chess now 

Not fetch I ain't runnin for a nigga 

Ain't ran since track meet 

That's the only time I ran from a nigga 

You could change this track now 

Could've changed this bitch a long time ago 

Know and know 

Know and know 

Shout out to Hollygrove 

I'm from that 7th though 

Twins know and Lance 

Clark know and Matt know 

Shit went 180 on me 

Please run that back though 

Tucks til 24 

 

You say some shit about me? 

On God he grabbed me 

Had this nigga like... 

 

Make sure you speak up 

 

Okay 

 

What's your name? 

 

Ryan 

 

Yo, aye be quiet. What's your name? What do you do? What's your first memory? 

 

The first word I learned to say or that I ever said 

 

What's the most amazing thing you've ever witnessed? You're gonna do amazing out here... control the world, control the world 

 

Hahaha 

 

Hahaha, alright, what three superpowers do you wish you had? They say they have to be... 

 

Flying, super strength... 

 

Alright, what's your name? 

 

I wish I could sleep without being dead but sleep forever at the same time 

 

Yo what's your... stop, stop, stop 

 

Being... very very tall 

 

That's fucked up. Start over right now. Best thing about being me is that I keep a pretty clear mind most of the time 

 

Being great 

 

I... a lot, probably too much 

 

Talents, got any secret talents? 

 

I don't think so, I'm pretty open in everything I do 

 

Talents? I can play the theremin... Tyler... nah actually fuck him. I don't know, probably Dill cause he doesn't have to do anything at all, sits inside his house 

 

What's your name? 

 

Sage Elsesser 

 

What do you do? 

 

I play soccer and go to school. I wanna be better at skating 

Interviewer: Alright that's it.... 

Ever... ever thought about trying... 

 

How far is a light year? 

How far is a light year? 

Writer:

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