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U-N-I-T-Y

Read U-N-I-T-Y lyrics by Frank Ocean on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.

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U-N-I-T-Y

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U-N-I-T, U-N-I

My head fatiguing off the opus

Kept it underground, I focus

I feel afterlife, under oath, don't want no hocus pocus

Niggas tryna go pop, I draw contact

Rip my facemask

Nothin' but, nothin' but net

Is you Roger or Novak?

You still are no match, you get no rematch

Boy, you missed your moment

Parousing the MoMA

I'm all on my lonely, burst in tears

On his shoulder and it's so cold 'cause he's sculpture

Where's the shaman aowaska

I had What's App'd him for atonement

I never ever trust a pre-rolled

I never let a random motherfucker shoot the B-roll

I never ask advice from him 'cause what could he know?

Never fuck someone you wouldn't wanna be though

It forever seemed like time's up

When we swerved in the Honda

Now forever seems like no time, I mean time flies when you have some

Both nuts weigh two pounds, all on your bitch like futons

My crew saved your crew like niggas came through with the groupons

Cookin' with the grease now, truffle fries and Cholula

Are you slowin' down? Are you holdin' down?

Whoever held you down

Whoever propped you up

Built the structures with you

Swished the buckets with ya

Who was fuckin' with ya?

Really brothers when you needed that?

When you see 'em now is it forced black?

Hail Mary on a fourth down

Hands to the sky

Yeah, peace to the holy, peace to the people that think they know me

Peace of Moschino, cover your ass, your rectum showing

Peace to the boys that we used to be though

Geto Boy North Face too cold on these hoes

Peace out to Willie D, Bushwick Billy and Face

Peace of steak grillin' in Jesus' name, speakin' his grace

Hands to the sky

U-N-I-T-Y

Neptunes and peace signs

Chiraq, Palestine like

Iberville 1995

You'd think that was airstrikes on outside

I put refugees in Margiela

Play kids the Fu-Gee-La

All this space Atlanta

Place order McMansion and two apple pies

I want the Porsche-uhh Bugatti design

Silicon Valley, new venture is tits up

How do I crop your new bitch out my Vine?

Sick, blue nose pit foamin' white like frappo jacko

El Chapo, de facto

Bell nacho, shell taco, crunch crackle

Green emerald

Pink diamonds like Apple Jack bowl

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