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Futura Free
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Frank Ocean
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Alright, hold on If I was being honest I'd say long as I could f*ck 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, f*ck these lames, they don't want none F*ck these lames, they don't want none F*ck these niggas F*ck these niggas, they don't want none F*ck these niggas F*ck you niggas F*ck me if I hated on you 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 (Jamming to the rhythm) Tech company Please gimme immortality (It's a face to face) I'm going rapidly, fading drastically (Keep me high, Castrati) (Punani fade the stress) Or pull the zip down Wet your lips first, lick the tip now (Bugatti left some stretch marks on that freeway) Smoke some'n (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 (la da da da da) 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 Ménage on my birthday, tap out on the first stroke 'Cause this ain't no work day, she don't give head anyway 'Cause 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 hands 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 know, Clark know and Matt know Shit went 180 on me, please run that back though (Tucks til 24) You say some shit about me? Turn a real sport, my nigga That second time Jerron was there, nigga On god he grabbed me and then that nigga tried to pull me Yeah, 'cause the nigga tried to boom me in my face I had AD in a headlock, nigga, I had this nigga like— Make sure you speak up Okay What's your name? Ryan Yo, ayy 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? (Uh, hell no) (You're not gonna make it, are you?) Friendship and how it controls the world, hahaha Hahaha, alright, um, what three superpowers do you wish you had? They say they have to be Flying, super strength Alright, what's your name? Maybe we can get a little—a little bit, a little bit, a little bit I wish I could sleep without, like, being dead But forever at the same time Yo, what, what's, what's the... dog, stop, stop, stop (What you mean bro?) And ships could fly. Buildings would be very, very tall And everybody won't know the ground is up (That's f*cked up) Chloe, shh, okay, start over right now Best thing about being me is I got a nice set of friends Pretty clear mind, I feel like, sometimes Probably, uh, being great I think a lot, a lot, too much. Sometimes I'm very messy Talents, got any secret talents? I don't think so, I'm pretty open and all in everything that I do Talents? Um, I can play the theremin Probably, uh, probably Tyler, his life seems pretty awesome No, actually, no, f*ck him. Um, I don't know Probably Dill 'cause he doesn't have to do anything at all Just sits inside his house What's your name? Sage Elsesser What do you do? I play soccer and I go to school Um, I wanna be better at skating (It's probably up something really high, it's super high I tried to land, like, a handstand or something) Alright, that's it I spend a couple hours with my family and I go out And do everything that I ever thought about trying How far is a light year? How far is a light year? (A second, a thousand years?)
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