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nigga, yeah
Go Grizz nigga ayy, yeah
Late nights on my avenue by myself, I ain't need a gang member (nigga I remember)
I ain't have the money on my
Sometimes an albatross
Then at eighteen I decided I wanted
To be a commercial photographer
I rented a studio down by the docks
Which I shared with
'm doin' Marni and Stella McCartney
I made a full three-sixty out the 'partment
I'm like Picasso, I paint me a portrait
I'm gettin' money, takin' drugs
it I got it then shot it it's hot up in your dome
Peace with the chrome piece that I pack
Remember fuck around and catch a Mack to your back
Who
highness'
Soft-focused by death, by history
I am the Limner
I make portraits in miniature
These two girls were separated by two hundred years
But still
please remember me
I want to be remembered this way
Painter would you paint my portrait
I want to be remembered this way
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
to the wall
I'mma ying-yang your body
Make my hips hop and hooray
By nature we get naughty
Want 100% of your twelve play
Confessions, you're gettin' in
please remember me
I want to be remembered this way
Painter would you paint my portrait
I want to be remembered this way
skins like to go to the motels
but your ass won't know to the hotels
Cause a lip is zipped, I paint pictures
A portrait, a self far from ??
My discussion
Oh and falling deeper still
The ink seeps through my veins
Swaying through this vacant portrait
In which we fall away
I can not remember where I
OCU and undercover narcos tryin' to stop us
Signed my first deal, focus did some good
Still, I put 100,000 worth of guns in the hood, I remember
and let's go to the clouds
And keep going up
I move like a ghost and I still got the power
Yeah, you know what's up
I put in my 100,000 hours
This wasn't by
saw the film? Fantastic
" Bernard Arnault
Told a reporter before the concert
Which also featured an exhibition of West
Portrait's by photographer Jackie
that paint a portrait of this nigga
I'm just living my life with the wrong and right
Trying to right my wrongs with every song I write
I came a long
Now the book is called Stories from the Nerve Bible and what I mean by the Nerve Bible is the body. And parts of the body appear and disappear
Make the perfect picture
A portrait of splinters
A portrait of splinters
Guess I'll go it all alone
I drew myself a map
But I forgot just were I'm goin'
$1, 100 in your pocket what made
You move to Los Angeles?
Frank Ocean: I had been
Putting together these
Demos that I was going to properly
Record in
A clear night in November, family down a member, i wish this tale was a pretender, my heart in a blender,
Remember how it felt to surrender, 21 years
You rewinded cause you can't have a first time
I'll dream of your portrait
Asleep by the fire
I'll dream of your portrait
Sleep by the fire
I
Three Stories by Tolstoy, his work on esoteric
mysticism Mysticus Memoria Rhythmus: Ignis Fatuus? to name a few
and of course the most controversial one
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
know what I'm sayin?
The God ca-diver, in the streets of Iris.
We talk about sex, money and drugs.
(Ruled by power.) And why'all cats don't know
What
records saying that we're a threat to decent society.
Fuck them. I hope we are.
What kind of depraved idiot thinks they can silence others by denying them
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