Lyrics:
shine
Out by the lake of wishful thinking
We partied hard, way too much drinking
I lost your name, I couldn't give you a call
So, now I sit here alone,
back
Your precious patron, where is he?
What is it now?
I have your letter, a letter which I rather resent
And did you send it?
Of course not
100 percent period
GQ: Let's talk about your
Open letter on Tumblr
Posting that must've felt like
The hardest way frank Ocean: Yes, absolutely
GQ: So
Wait, oh yes wait a minute mister postman
Wait, wait mister postman
Mister postman look and see
Is there a letter in your bag for me
I been
a Dr phil, bah bah)
You people don't even slaughter real
The metal I'm clutchin' will blow your
Top off like a daffodil
Uh, it's him again
Here to blow
Ride the par right from the start
So when I reach back hold left in your chest
By my hind I'm feeling like a
Green ranger once or gone
(Somebody won't
with you
Oh yeah wait a minute Mister Postman
Hey, hey, hey Mister Postman
(Is there a letter in your bag for me)
Please, Please Mister Postman
(Why's
need your hand
I know I could turn, blink, and you'd be gone
Then I must be prepared any time to carry on
But minute by minute by minute by minute
wheelchair-accessible
Leave you a vegetable, trust,
I have the letters on your FUBU sweater standin' for "Fucked Up By Us"
We thrust into beef now
Grill holds back like
your boys ain't with you)
While my girl standin' here?
Why you over there lookin' at me (little do they know)
While my girl standin' here? (The
your boys ain't with you)
While my girl standin' here?
Why you over there lookin' at me (little do they know)
While my girl standin' here? (The
the president
It reads stop trying
You're in over your head
Nothing here is fine man
Please, leave your keys
The Commander in Thief
Growing rich from the poor
can rock your body right
[Chorus]
Now that I got you here
Lady have no fear
I got no place to go
Let's get down here on the floor
Let's sip
of fame in a slightest blink of an eye
Baby tell me if you're here after all
Still you leave your trace so deep in the snow
No matter where you go or what
me in Jail
Want me in jail
I'm a Black Male
This here is black mail
I'm hoping you get this letter
And I am hoping for better
And I feel like
lessons.
But the time for talk is done
Planet Earth is under attack, by greed and deceit
Read between the lies, take the veil off your eyes
The times call
This a letter to my unborn
I can't let this story go untold
For you and your momma man i die
This a letter to my unborn
I can't let this story go
the president
It reads stop trying
You're in over your head
Nothing here is fine man
Please, leave your keys
The Commander in Thief
Growing rich from the poor
let it blink, nigga, I don't think (oh)
Your hood Titanic, we gon' make that shit sink (straight up)
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been
by your side
To be by your side
To be by your side
But again and again
Baby I'm not that tough
When night falls round here
It's never not enough
year
A lot of people ain't make it here so I'm finna make it clear
Jay to the letter ain't playing fair
Yeah we just happy that the summer here
Thank
I’m the keys to your home
Fighting for you to know
But it’s okay to say that I was standing here by your side
When you smiled at me and hoping to fly
You'd better take my advice and if you blink more than twice
You'd better have somethin' in your eyes
I give my baby all my money on payday
Except
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
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