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got more runners then a damn stampede
Why the fuck you hatin that she all up on me
And I did it my way young Frank Sinatra
Black suited out I'm looking

with me like I'm Frank Sinatra (Uh)
A boss like Capone, but I ain't some mobster (Uh)
I'm known for much more than flowing on beats though (Yeah)
If you

Christmas night
With all the family
The background played Frank Sinatra

A few weeks later you were gone
I hope that maybe somewhere
You're in another form

know what to do
And P.S., if this is Austin, I still love you

The telephone fell to the counter
She heard but she couldn't believe
What kind of man

thru the check, making love to them digits
Racked up, stuffing blue franks in my britches
I been back and forth between the money and the women
Since you

Everyday 
Everyday guitar

I'm aloof just like your father 
I can croon like Frank Sinatra
If he were a pubescent beta male
(Come fly with me honey)
I could

the game and resurrect it like thrilla
Yeah, my skin is vanilla, but bitch I dare you to test my killa
We don't do it for the skrilla, we do it for love

the biggest block, my OG's pushin', uh
Careful with my words 'cause I know them people really watching
On a island with my newest work, playin' Frank Sinatra

feel like Frank Sinatra, I flew to the moon to get outta state
But the tuition's too high, the Whataburger is where I'll remain
You know my vision don't

the storm, swear my heart cold as coney(island)
Had to change around my lens to get the focus on me
You can say you by my side but you still gotta show me
I

up in the Wraith, hit the plug on the way
100k on the face, keeping Ms in the bank
AK by the waist, no I do not play
Get familiar with the money,

my problems overrated
Take one pull and meditate it, you know that's mandated, you know man made it
If it ain't love then they hate it
Baby come closer

City of swank
Talk jazz
Young Frank Sinatra type vibe
With a dime and a bottle of wine
I mean champagne but both of 'em fine
Flash the rollie check

anything
You can't tell me anything

Don't tell me you love Jazz
And bump some Frank Sinatra
Don't tell me you like Jazz
Cuz you seen La La Land
White folks

the way you act it's a mess
Addicted to the woman that send me booty pics
But I always keep them locked cos I really love that shit
Frank Sinatra, wine is

The New Timer

Bruce Springsteen

The Ghost of Tom Joad

1995

the springtime
I never seen Frank again
'Cept one rainy night he blew by me on grainer
Shouted my name and disappeared in the rain and the wind

They found

She like why u flex like that
Bitch i never had shit why u think that i flex like that i was on the road
Tryna keep up with my goals
bring it right

you counterintuitive
Fuckin ona counter tell i love her i aint mean shit by it
Im gettin parsh drop a opp ina pop then im gone drank the lil bitch

Uh

Frank Sinatra or Usher I did it my way
And I arrived from the backstreet not the highway
You gotta master the biz to really get rich
I'll pass my masters

Ima pimp can’t you see 
By the way I run the streets 
I be Havin these niggas runnin
Like issa track meet 
But we ain’t athletes 
We got g 19s

on the floor
Peaking out the window Kenny said it all
Riding by the ocean Frank is on the shore
SZA on the radio and its love galore
I'm contemplating my last

kiss you girl
Just wanna kiss you yah
I just wanna kiss you girl, just wanna kiss you yah
Yah, yea I ain't tryna do nothing nah
We could play Frank in my

cats and garages
They wanna fuck it with me, I was broke so don't ask for nada
Had a white boy buying dope that look like Frank Sinatra
I do every new

of game, like Gil & Wallo did
You want a man to lead but you refuse to follow him
I guess its c'est la vie just like Frank Sinatra said
Mm, Thats life
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