Nike

{chorus: frank ocean + jesus h. macy}
These bitches want nikes
Or a nigga ballin like mike or a kobe
Til they start wildin like rodman or o.j
Ops wanna lock us up til our old days
Keeps us in chains like those old days

{verse i:jesus h macy}
Woke up a lil fucked
Nikes a little scuffed up
Eyes red and they puffed up
Baby face got roughed up
Eyes bloodshot im my mugshot
Tryna find nirvana like subpop
Miss me with gunshots
Only father figure was 2 pac
Crazy how quick the time flies
Through the white lines and white lies
Heard her voice through the grapevine
Separated by state lines
Reminiscing our good times
They live on they'll live long
Well grow old and sing song
Right wrongs and and ring gongs
Rip a bong if you tryna vibe
Fuck a opp finna stay alive
King kong with a lions pride
To weird to live to rare to die
Stripper glitter on my white tee
Hood niggas tryna fight me
Peace seems unlikely
Need an icey or some ice tea

{chorus: frank ocean + jesus h. macy}
These bitches want nikes
Or a nigga ballin like mike or a kobe
Til they start wildin like rodman or o.j
Ops wanna lock us up til our old days
Keeps us in chains like those old days

{verse ii:jesus h macy}
I swear i'm not okay i promise
Young god can't find a goddess
I'm sorry for being honest
Just thought that i could find solace
Making movies with some groupies
Ended up venting through loose leaf
Live to the fullest like fuck sleep
Cause they killing niggas over loosies fuck
Don't hit the blunt lifes full of enough smoke and mirrors
My vision blurry need new lenses to see it clearer
Brand new eyes to see through all the illusions
Past the web of lies the deception and the confusion
Every single thing i ever touch crumbled into dust
Into rust
Got the opposite of the midas touch
In a rut bones are breaking down feel like i'm bout to bust
Gives so much but no matter what feels like its not enough

{chorus: frank ocean + jesus h. macy}
These bitches want nikes
Or a nigga ballin like mike or a kobe
Til they start wildin like rodman or o.j
Ops wanna lock us up til our old days
Keeps us in chains like those old days

{verse ii:jesus h macy}
New day but the same shit
With the same nigga i came with
Hating niggas still ain't shit
No bape on going ape shit
Give free smoke like i vape shit
If you two faced catch a face lift
Seen a demons tryna shapeshift
Thought i was tripping on some laced sit
No g shock hit her g spot
Between her legs make her knees rock
Spent a year in east rock
Playing dilla beats till the beat stops
I be fucked up when im sober
Ill be fucked up when this over
I be fucked up in the summer
Still be fucked up in october i guess
Just my some life shit
Fell asleep on that night shift
Hit the sheets fell asleep
Forgot to turn off the light switch
Lightness in your eyes
See the lightning in the skies
Promised i’d be home by nine
Hear your heartbreak when you cry

{verse iv: frank ocean}
We'll let you guys prophesy
We’ll let you guys prophesy
We gon' see the future first
We'll let you guys prophesy
We gon' see the future first
Living so the last night feels like a past life
Speaking of the, don’t know what got into people
Devil be possessin' homies
Demons try to body jump
Why you think i'm in this bitch wearing a fucking yarmulke?
Acid on me like the rain
Weed crumbles into glitter
Rain, glitter
We laid out on this wet floor
Away turf, no astro
Mesmerized how the strobes glow
Look at all the people feet dance
I know that your nigga came with you
But he ain't with you
We only human and it's humid in these balmains
I mean my balls sticking to my jeans
We breathin' pheremones, amber rose
Sippin' pink-gold lemonades
Feelin'

{bridge: frank ocean}
I may be younger but i'll look after you
We're not in love but i'll make love to you
When you're not here i'll save some for you
I'm not him but i'll mean something to you
I'll mean something to you
I'll mean something to you
You got a roommate, he'll hear what we do
It's only awkward if you're fucking him tool