Futura Free Frank Ocean
(Intro)
[C] [Csus2] [G6/B] [Am] [Fmaj7/C]
(Verse 1)
If I was being [C]honest
I'd say long as I could f**k [Csus2]three times a day and not skip a [G6/B]meal I'm good
I used to work on my feet for 7 [Am]dollars a hour
Call my momma like momma "I ain't making minimum wage momma"
[Fmaj7/C]I'm on momma, I'm on
Now I'm making [C]400, 600, [Csus2]800K momma
To stand on my feet momma
[G6/B]Play these songs, it's therapy momma, they paying me momma
I should be paying [Am]them
I should be paying y'all honest to [Fmaj7/C]God
I'm just a guy I'm not a [C]god
Sometimes I feel [Csus2]like I'm a god but I'm not a [G6/B]god
If I was I don't know which heaven would [Am]have me momma
Let me run this b**ch
I'ma run it into the [Fmaj7/C]ground momma, the whole galaxy
God damn, f**k these [C]lames, they don't want none
[Csus2] f**k these lames, they don't want[G6/B] none f**k these niggas
f**k these niggas, they don't want none
[Am]f**k these niggas
Fmaj7/C. C Csus2
f**k you niggas f**k me if I hated on you
(Verse 2)
I'ma stick [G6/B]around I'm gon' let my nuts hang
[Am]Nigga you got some just like me don't you?
Or maybe not just like [Fmaj7/C]me you know I'm Africano Americano
And even if you're half Japanese
[C]Roots run deep
Family tree, [Csus2]throw a big shadow
[G6/B]Tech company please gimme immortality
[Am]I'm going rapidly fading drastically
[Fmaj7/C] Or pulled the zip down
[C]Wet your lips first
Lick the tip [Csus2]now
[G6/B]Smoke some'n
[Am]They tryna find 2Pac
[Fmaj7/C]Don't let 'em find 2Pac
[C]He evade the [Csus2]press
[G6/B]He escape the stress
La da da da [Am]da
La da da da [Fmaj7/C]da, la da da da da
(Verse 3)
N.C.
I'll keep quiet and let you run your phone bill up
[Fmaj7/C] I know you love to talk
[F] I ain't on your schedule
[Fmaj7] I ain't on no schedule[Fmaj7/C]
[F] I ain't had me a job [Fmaj7]since 2009
I ain't on no sales [Fmaj7/C]floor You say I'm changing on you
[Fmaj7]I feel like Selena
[Fmaj7/C]They wanna murder a [F]nigga, murder me like Selena
You must ain't get the [Fmaj7]memo I don't cut b**ches no more
But your b**ch my ex[F]ception come get her outta my four door
I only got one four door
[Fmaj7] Remember when I had that Lexus, no
Our friend[Fmaj7/C]ship don't go back that [F]far
N.C.
Tyler slept on my sofa yeah
Niggas go back that [Fmaj7]far
N.C.
I ain't smoked all year
This the last [Fmaj7/C]song so
I'm finna wipe that off
Tolerance is [Fmaj7]so low, still smoke a whole 'gar
Me[Fmaj7/C]nage on my [F]birthday, tap out on the first stroke
Cause this ain't no [Fmaj7]work day, she don't give head anyway
Cuz what niggas [Fmaj7/C]say, that's what she tell her man
What a difference [Fmaj7]distance makes, niggas want fight in the streets
Now [F]sh*t starting to make my hands hurt
[Fmaj7/C] Jay hit me on the email
Said I oughta act my [F]net worth, dog this is chess now, not fetch
I ain't runnin for a nigga
Ain't [Fmaj7]ran since track meet
That's the only time I [Fmaj7/C]ran from a nigga
You could change this track now
Could've [F]changed this b**ch a [Fmaj7]long time ago, know and know, know and know
Shout out to Hollygrove
I'm from that [F]7th though, twins know and Lance know
Clark know and [Fmaj7/C]Matt know
sh*t went 180 on me [Fmaj7] please run that back though
(Outro)
Capo off
[Cmaj13]
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