Lyrics:
done told you niggas
Nine albums, stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
You niggas must got nine lives
9th
done told you niggas
Nine albums, stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
You niggas must got nine lives
9th
with
Frank Sinatra's big band by my side
It's an unavoidable cliche
I wish it didn't have to be that way
Because I love you is what I'm trying to say
But
album hit the shelf
Grandma's favorite, she could not understand
How there's people in the world who wouldn't want me as a neighbor
Had to explain
the entire story
But let me finish what happened that night
I was chilling with Frank Thomas the baseball player
You know the the one that played for
that's 'cause I'm headed to the bank, nigga
Sinatra lifestyle, I'm just bein' frank with ya
I mean, where you think she at when she ain't with ya?
banks
Catch me up in somethin’ foreign
Word to J.P Morgan Chase
Boy I’m prolly out explorin’
Or prolly somewhere tourin’
Cruizin’ by them ocean shores in
talk of mental
Illness on the album at one
Point in the track "Sunday, " you and
Frank Ocean rap in unison
"What good is West Coast weather if you're
the summer
60 with the water
And I splash it when I wanna
Yeah my brother to be frank
Yah Yah Yah Yah
I buss the vocals like Sinatra
Yah Yah Yah
I produce I'm
take flight and fly through the air
Fly to the moon and hope to see Frank Sinatra there
What wonders haven't met me yet?
I'll dream
Do the winds
Take my advice
It doesn't get easier watching the golden orbs floating out of the bars
And into space there's Frank Sinatra on the Juke box
Pause
Catch me if you can on some Leo shit
I'm just being frank
Can you handle this
Since a young kid I've been running shit
I done growed up now I'm running
mafia
Yeah i'm ridin' horseback thru the coco fields Gucci down, Louis Bag shit gettin' real
Never catch me never find me needin'
My money stay dirty
I don't feel so bright,
I don't care to sit tight.
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
that I'm free, free to be me.
Black night is a long
friends
Ma Barker, Ma Barker
Frank Sinatra, Margaret Thatcher
Peter Rachman, John Wayne
Nixon, Nixon, Charlemagne
Bill Grundy, Ted Bundy
Catherine de
here to catch that weight from crushing down in other words I spot you.
Got it out the mud and now I got it popping.
Fly me to the moon I feel like
to expect (Sinatra)
Spent a year on the album
Who knows what to expect this is Logic
(Flawless Victory)
Happy birthday to me motherfucker
It's my birthday!
As always i'm on my Trump shit tonight
Let me tell you what it is
Bruh ayy, you know me
I went down seven years of
My life for mothafucka's
Hating me for
is, bruh aye
You know me i went down
Seven years of my life
Of motherfuckers hating me for saying Beyoncé
Had the best video hey baby
Let’s rock
some bullets that so round
50 took a look at it and told me to slow down
Petey you need me nigga just holla and I got ya
Throw on some frank sinatra
already (aah, ah, ah)
Let me be Da Vinci
I go paint you, baby (aaah, eeh)
Then I'll be Frank Sinatra (ohh)
Make you listen through my heart
I'm in love with
sock is singing at my funeral
I'm gonna pop out of the coffin and go
"Hey! What the Hell is this about? Sammy Davis Jr. gets Frank Sinatra
And I get
Just know you gonna be great like you always been destined
Keep me by your side you'll never need no protection
A little girl is waking up this
for it
Fuck that promise and ya words if you gon lie on it
Three am, devils time, time is ticking down
Call me frank sinatra imma send in the clowns
.jpg/228px-Frank_Sinatra_(1957_studio_portrait_close-up).jpg "Frank Sinatra")
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