Frank Ocean

I never needed that x-ray a dog in me The gods in me In the field like a snow day You ain't good dog you're splitting it four ways Move cautiously Going for broke I don't know how much it's costing me Cook let em cook So much work might need a Dodge hemi Don't be expecting respect we ain't got any See who I became Know they never wanted this side of me Look I don't need to look like I can feel the eyes on me What if I pulled a Frank Ocean Spent 10 summers cooped up by the ocean would they even notice Just a super rich kid with nothing with loose ends baby What if I pulled a Frank Ocean One show every five years then I ghost em Would they even notice I swear enough shit talk gonna buy me a new Benz He a runaway mailbox money coming in every 20 days out here in Costa Rica just eating getting dummy brain happy I forgot about y'all Funny looking back I cared a lot about y'all I don't know what they need from me these days They catch my dinner in the sea for me these days There ain't that much that they've seen for me these days But I don't really think the scene for me these days Did u get that shit What if I pulled a Frank Ocean Spent 10 summers cooped up by the ocean would they even notice Just a super rich kid with nothing with loose ends baby What if I pulled a Frank Ocean One show every five years then I ghost em Would they even notice I swear enough shit talk gonna buy me a new Benz