Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Futura Free, artist - Frank Ocean. Date of issue: 19.08.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Futura Free |
| If I was being honest |
| I’d say long as I could fuck three times a day and not skip a meal I’m good |
| I used to work on my feet for 7 dollars a hour |
| Call my momma like momma |
| I ain’t making minimum wage momma |
| I’m on momma |
| I’m on |
| Now I’m making 400, 600, 800k momma |
| To stand on my feet momma |
| Play these songs, it’s therapy momma, they paying me momma |
| I should be paying them |
| I should be paying y’all honest to God |
| I’m just a guy I’m not a God |
| Sometimes I feel like I’m a God but I’m not a God |
| If I was I don’t know which heaven would have me momma |
| Let me run this bitch |
| I’m a run it into the ground momma, the whole galaxy |
| God damn, fuck these lames, they don’t want none |
| Fuck these lames, they don’t want none |
| Fuck these niggas |
| Fuck these niggas, they don’t want none |
| Fuck these niggas |
| Fuck you niggas |
| Fuck me if I hated on you |
| I’m a stick around |
| I’m gon' let my nuts hang |
| Nigga you got some just like me don’t you? |
| Or maybe not just like me |
| You know I’m Africano Americano |
| And even if you’re half Japanese |
| Roots run deep |
| Family tree, throw a big shadow, tech company |
| Please gimme immortality |
| I’m going rapidly |
| Fading drastically |
| Or pulled the zip down |
| Wet your lips first |
| Lick the tip now |
| Smoke some’n |
| Jamming to the rhythm it’s a face to face |
| Keep me high castrati |
| Poonani fade the stress |
| Bugatti left some stretch marks on that freeway |
| They tryna find 2Pac |
| Don’t let 'em find 2Pac |
| He evade the press |
| He escape the stress |
| La da da da da |
| La da da da da |
| La da da da da |
| I’ll keep quiet and let you run your phone bill up |
| I know you love to talk |
| I ain’t on your schedule |
| I ain’t on no schedule |
| I ain’t had me a job since 2009 |
| I ain’t on no sales floor |
| You say I’m changing on you |
| I feel like Selena |
| They wanna murder a nigga |
| Murder me like Selena |
| You must ain’t get the memo |
| I don’t cut bitches no more |
| But your bitch my exception |
| Come get her outta my four door |
| I only got one four door |
| Remember when I had that Lexus no |
| Our friendship don’t go back that far |
| Tyler slept on my sofa yeah |
| Niggas go back that far |
| I ain’t smoked all year |
| This the last song so |
| I’m finna wipe that off |
| Tolerance is so low, still smoke a whole 'gar |
| Menage on my birthday |
| Tap out on the first stroke |
| Cause this ain’t no work day |
| She don’t give head anyway |
| Cause what niggas say |
| That’s what she tell her man |
| What a difference distance makes |
| Niggas want fight in the streets now |
| Shit starting to make my head hurt |
| Jay hit me on the email |
| Said I oughta act my net worth |
| Dog this is chess now |
| Not fetch I ain’t runnin for a nigga |
| Ain’t ran since track meet |
| That’s the only time I ran from a nigga |
| You could change this track now |
| Could’ve changed this bitch a long time ago |
| Know and know |
| Know and know |
| Shout out to Hollygrove |
| I’m from that 7th though |
| Twins know and Lance |
| Clark know and Matt know |
| Shit went 180 on me |
| Please run that back though |
| Tucks til 24 |
| You say some shit about me? |
| On God he grabbed me |
| Had this nigga like… |
| Make sure you speak up |
| Okay |
| What’s your name? |
| Frank |
| Yo, aye be quiet. |
| What’s your name? |
| What do you do? |
| What’s your first memory? |
| The first word I learned to say or that I ever said |
| What’s the most amazing thing you’ve ever witnessed? |
| You’re gonna do amazing |
| out here… control the world, control the world |
| Hahaha |
| Hahaha, alright, what three superpowers do you wish you had? |
| They say they have |
| to be… |
| Flying, super strength… |
| Alright, what’s your name? |
| I wish I could sleep without being dead but sleep forever at the same time |
| Yo what’s your… stop, stop, stop |
| Being… very very tall |
| That’s fucked up. |
| Start over right now. |
| Best thing about being me is that I |
| keep a pretty clear mind most of the time |
| Being great |
| I… a lot, probably too much |
| Talents, got any secret talents? |
| I don’t think so, I’m pretty open in everything I do |
| Talents? |
| I can play the theremin… Tyler… nah actually fuck him. |
| I don’t know, probably cause he doesn’t have to do anything at all, |
| sits inside his house |
| What’s your name? |
| Sage Elsesser |
| What do you do? |
| I play soccer and go to school. |
| I wanna be better at skating |
| Alright that’s it… |
| Ever… ever thought about trying… |
| How far is a light year? |
| How far is a light year? |