Frank Ocean

Oh where the trees burn downPlace where the fields went down in flamesYou could put a hole in the groundOh, seasons dance for rainIt takes a mind to wanderConscience to feel ashamedThere’s no place to hide out hereThese skies are filled with painAnd both our hands are filthyPointing up at the moonGirl tonight I hold […

[Verse 1]My guy pretty like a girlAnd he got fight stories to tellI see both sides like ChanelSee on both sides like ChanelSwimming laps through pool waterHeated like I’m underworldHide my tattoos in ShibuyaPolice think I’m of the underworld12 treat a n***a like he 12How you looking up to me and talking down?

There will be tears, I’ve no doubtThere may be smiles but a fewAnd when those tears have run outYou will be numb and blueI can’t be there with you, but I can dreamI still dream dream dream, I still dreamMy grandaddy was a player, pretty boy in a pair of gatorsSee I met him later […]