part i
round your city round the clock
everybody needs you
no you can’t make everybody equal
although you got beaucoup family
you don’t even got nobody bein’ honest with you
breathe ’til i evaporated
my whole body see through
transportation handmade g
and i know it better than most people
i don’t trust ’em anyways
you can’t break the law with them
get some gushy have a calm night
shooters killin’ left and right
workin’ through your worst night
if i get my money right
you know i won’t need you
and i tell you bitch
i hope the sack is full up
i’m fuckin’ no i’m fucked up
spend it when i get that
i ain’t tryna keep you
can’t keep up a conversation
can’t nobody reach you
why your eyes well up
did you call me from a séance
you are from my past life
hope you’re doin’ well bruh
i been out here head first
always like the head first
signal comin’ in and out
hope you’re doin’ well bruh
everybody needs you everybody needs you
oooh nani nani
this feel like a quaalude
no sleep in my body
ain’t no bitch in my body
pre
new beginnin’s ahh
new beginnin’s wake up akh
the sun’s goin’ down
time to start your day bruh
can’t keep bein’ laid off
know you need the money if you gon’ survive
the every night shit every day shit
droppin’ baby off at home before my night shift
you know i can’t hear none of that spend the night shit
that kumbaya shit
wanna see nirvana but don’t wanna die yet
wanna feel that na na though could you come by
fuck with me after my shift
know them boys wanna see me broke down and shit
bummed out and shit stressed out and shit
that’s every day shit
shut the fuck up i dont want your conversation
rollin’ marijuana that’s a cheap vacation
my every day shit every night shit my every day shit
every night shit night shit night shit night shit
all my night been ready for you all my night
been waitin’ on you all my night
i’ll buzz you in just let me know when you outside
all my night you been missin’ all my night
still got some good nights memorized
and the look back’s gettin’ me right
part ii
every night fucks every day up
every day patches the night up
on god you should match it it’s that ko
no white lighters ’til i fuck my 8th up
998 my family had that acura
oh the legend
kept at least six discs in the changer
back when boswell and percy had it active
couple bishops in the city buildin’ mansions
all the reverends
preachin’ self made millionaire status
when we could only eat at shoney’s on occasion
after ‘trina hit i had to transfer campus
your apartment out in houston’s where i waited
stayin’ with you when i didn’t have a address
fuckin’ on you when i didn’t own a mattress
workin’ on a way to make it outta texas every night
droppin’ baby off at home before my night shift yeah
you know i can’t hear none of that spend the night shit
that kumbaya shit
want to see nirvana but don’t wanna die yet
wanna feel that na na though could you come by
fuck with me after my shift
know them boys wanna see me broke down
see me bummed out stressed out
that’s just everyday shit
shut the fuck up i don’t want your conversation
rollin’ marijuana that’s a cheap vacation
my every day shit my every day shit
my every night shit my every day shit
my every day shit my every day shit
my every day shit my every night shit
Artist: Frank Ocean
Year: 2016
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 373