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Good thing I'm a Gemini
I see both sides, Chanel No Ocean
To be Frank my heart is open
Singing "Nights" in Dallas hoping
I will be the man, to start

pussy like I’m chopping it with ZAYTOVEN
Cornball, he pulling up, while listening to Frank Ocean
29 bullets in his back, like it say “Cohen”
Mix a 24 with

unlikely
Asking for a sign shortie walk up talking Pisces
Heard your man was on the gram
But now he somewhere with an IV
Got jumped by like six of them but I

alone like I'm toto
but passed around like a rental
been listening to frank ocean
I got my best friend a girlfriend
but I still aint got a girlfriend
I

What a beautiful day to love tall women
I go by the name of Brooklyn west
I rep that sunny side shroomy gang
Black Queen amazon goddess
Told her I'm

W!LEYS WORLD)
32
33
34

Room full of women
Damn what's going down?
I could fuck a lot of hoes
But look what I found (Look what I found)
So much
So much

brother Demond on my receiver
He say where them new songs at, we need ya
(Ahki, where you been at man?)

Chopping garlic by myself
You know ain't nobody

Fatherless Child

Mystic

Cuts for Luck and Scars for Freedom

2001

by my side?
Would I write sad songs, and call pain daily?
How different would I be if you had raised me?

[Chorus]

[Verse 4]
1997, you called my home

of short
Haired feminist Actionists
And Ivanka Trump blowing smoke the color
Of rich White women's suffering
The theme song will not be produced
By Dr luke

Vigil by candle light and gather round me
And talk about how I would
Lounge with fly women
How I was flossing in clubs in fine linen
Hopping in them ill

MOVE FORWARD * Frank Falgares  2016
TRAVELING UP THIS HILL AGAIN WE LOOK BACK TO SEE HOW FAR WE'VE COME
THE MOUNTAINS ARE AHEAD AND THE WEATHERS

keepin' it real could get you
Any women that you want might let you
At this level of success there's hella angels and devils
Lamborghini Diablo wingspan,

Then finally a wave rushes in
Songs talk of the ocean's touch
Its healing properties of salt and beginnings
My little fish my little frog my tadpole
I

twenty four a pop
fourtyfour a song nigga give me what you got

i'm into to drivin cars push them off the lot
i'm into shuttin stores down just so i can

a pass
I done popped my fourth pill
Still got drive like four wheels
You can never reach me here surrounded by a force field
Love to have my pockets full

don't write their lyrics
But some people have reached levels that are atmospheric
By relying on others to write their songs and shit for them
And they

Dropping bangers by the band aye, yuh
Creatine by the gram
You know that I got to stand
For the things that are right
No none of this is a plight
I got

I Luv You for Dat

Turk

Penitentiary Chances [Clean]

never... told me wrong but you told me right
Said the streets wasn't fo me and I'll lose my life
Look here I luv you 4 dat datz why I'm here today
And I luv

Women hate me they just stay away
Buying masks
So I don't fade away when I fadeaway
A couple of numbers I'm jumping from
That I know I'll make
Twenty four

on the block, glock-cock
For the fiends, Frank Lucas up in the sock
I almost was Stevie Lucas trying
To be like uncle Frankie
Addicted to fast money and women
Who

Ditty

Paperboy

Power 106 FM: 10th Anniversary Compilation

1997

a steel shovel
Not from the ghetto, but yo, takin' it to another level
Let the beat ride, but hold on to your women, G
'cause now that I'm rich so many

The dark windows on 4x4 cars
All the macho bodyguards
Who wander between the tables
With their eyes on each one of us
The tattoos on women's lips

getter
Been a few weeks since we past spoke and
She’s telling me how she got to meet Frank Ocean
And how his set had her mad open
So I’m waiting for this

Top Gun
Let me be frank, I got torpedoes in the ocean (Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo bee)
Seen that caboose, added it to my locomotive (Choo-train)
Talkin'