[Verse 1] I ain't been home in a week Barely been to Pasadena since them San Fran streets I stayed at night at the studio, I get no sleep My passion for this music yo, it's far too deep I rest for 3 hours a day, 4 and an half if I'm lucky 4:45 in the mornin and I'm the only one up see I'm all about the hustle, Hodgy 'bout his grind And y'all no longer struggle once you make up you're mind I had up my mind and now I'm takin my time Steady niggas takin from mine, I recordin out in space Spendin time, lendin rhymes Out and hand mixtapes to a fan giving and gettin grams Odd Future shinin S.P.F. sunscreen Needs to be applied to burn from sunbeams Teach a lesson if haven't learned from one's sceams Man kind wouldn't be realistin if no one dreamed, yeah
[Hook: Frank Ocean] I got, I got (Anime on the screen) I got, I got (Pen in hand, scripting dreams) I got, I got (Rich man said to me Just remember one thing you'll never have time)
[Verse 2] I knew it, mama I knew it One wish every birthday candle before I blew it Son carved the path out but I drew it, sicker than the flu I'm on my stew shit, just let it simmer and brew With no remembering you We fall out in the winter September, October, Novembering you No contendor with you, I'm like tendering food Zip-Lock maranaded, cook it if you care to take it There's time now to bake it, mama show me how you make it Bring me to life with those icing covered knives Single handedly raised us, sacrifice and had to fight for Pages to raised us, loveres is what made us Today trust we always got steel I'll protect if I'm goin shot kill, I'm the star,twinkle twinkle Thanks for every birthday you lit candels for cake sprinkles, uh
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[Interlude] Yo, yo what the fuck is an interlude anyway What the fuck is an interlude for man what the hell Do you need a fuckin interlude for man fuck that just play the next song