Bản Tab Guitar Pro và hợp âm bài hát Futura Free – Frank Ocean - Frank Ocean

Futura Free – Frank Ocean

Nghệ sĩ: Frank Ocean

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DÂY: Standard E

Bảng hợp âm và lời bài hát Futura Free – Frank Ocean

Tone gốc: C | Đổi cung: 0 | Capo:
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 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'ma 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
 Fmaj7/C. C Csus2
 Fuck you niggas Fuck me if I hated on you
 I'ma 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
 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
 N.C.
 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
 N.C.
 Tyler slept on my sofa yeah
 Niggas go back that far
 N.C.
 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
 Cuz 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 hands 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 know
 Clark know and Matt know
 Shit went 180 on me please run that back though
 Capo off
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