Letra de Come On World, You Can’t Go! - Frank Ocean

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I saw your eyes

Your eyes fall

You didn't wanna cry

So you kept your eyes closed

I could be great

I'm on my way

If I want escape

I can escape

I could be great

I'm on my way

If I want escape

I can escape, yeah

I could be great

I'm on my way

If I want escape

I can escape

I saw your eyes

I saw your eyes fall

You didn't wanna cry

So you kept your eyes closed

I could be great

I'm on my way

If I want escape

I can escape

I could be great

I'm on my way

If I want escape

I can escape

Coming down Fig

Turn left on Gage

I had an M5

Headlights were square like the Jakes

Race on a date

Race and sedate

I know you lie

You just don't lie to my face

I can't be great 'til…

I can escape

Coming down Fig

Turn left on Gage

Had an M5

When headlights were square like the Jakes

Race on a date

Race and sedate

I know you lie

You just don't lie to my face

I can be great—

What's that? (149)

Oh, it's fast (Yeah)

Cool, yeah

I saw your eyes

I saw your eyes fall

You didn't wanna cry

So you kept your eyes closed

I could be great

I'm on my way

If I want escape

I can escape

We was on a date

I took you to McKenzie's

That's like your favorite (Favorite)

I don't like fried chicken

I don't want no Chick-fil-A

And I know they rob niggas

Can't do that drive-thru today

Coming down Fig

Turn left on Gage

I had the M5 when the

Headlights were square like the Jakes

Race on a date

Race and sedate

I know you lie to me

You just don't lie to my face

I can't be great 'til I'm grateful for it

You just want hate, you got a gift for it

You don't wanna fight, you ain't built for that, huh

Yeah, roll call, you can see my hands

Jaws gon' break (Break)

Lip gon' bust, you like

"Why you snuck up on me

And ain't say nothing?"

I bit until my tongue gushed

I couldn't say I—

Huh, I ain't say nothing

I ain't say nothing

Get so paranoid

I ain't see nothing…

I used to play tough with the cops, had ideas

Told my girl who protest hold me a spot, and I'll go

Black folk know what talking white means, but still

Hold two open hands up in the sky, finger quotes

In my gangly youth, my limbs used to swing like Polo tees

Mazel tov, still pop a bottle like what Puff did Steve

If you can't tote your own weight, then what's this buff shit even 'bout?

Crystals in your lil' feet, that's all that dust protein

Swoop Tremaine from Calabasas in a Brit sports car

We used to cypher in Marc Jacobs, had the library card

At Scott's comparing the silver spoons to plastic knives and sporks

I was the dog, breathless, chasing the car up the street

If I ever catch it, I'll panic, that's the flaw in me

Nothing glamorous about growing up poor and naïve

Standing on the balls of my feet, trying to pray before I sleep

Selling like red light pussy

Gotta waterfall douche it

Level head on the cushion

Light pink, I'm revving

Light green, I'm someone like you, someone like me

Ring finger might sure get tooken

Wrist like springs, natural springs, water green indoor cookie

Other than me and you, ain't nobody else coming between, the glue stuck

We got the camera on Monday

We made a movie on Tuesday, fuck

We got the look, get looks

They never seen stars, the city too bright (Bright, bright)

I try to sleep, can't get a lot

Make dreams bleed into days

The pressure couldn't stop the bleeding

I started seeing things

Watching out for demons

Blocked him like a screen, these plays

I was always reading, yeah

Then some hair grew where the sun don't shine

And I started feeling like pussy popping was the paradigm

Getting my dick wet, maritime

Lying on my virgin, Jergens moisturized

Gee whiz, gee whiz, gee whiz

All my friends is so, "No homo"

Blaze to trail behind

No heroes in front of mind

Just rappers who'd evolve with time

Looked up to them, knew all the rhymes

But at that time, they enforced a bias

You know, like some cops stop and frisk a guy

'Cause he's brown, so of course he sides

With all the gangs these lames is extorted by

Switch lanes in the Porsche I drive

Let the police Ford Explorer by

Sirens screaming like they four or five

Throwing tantrums on the 405

Still on the whey like I'm tryna gain

Don't hibernate in the winter, that's where summer bodies are made

Just leg days like a sprinter

With the Bryan Baby blue interior

Big B's like GMO's

And they sting when my eyes close

All I see when my eyes close

Blame my emo on time zones

It's the same but different sets

Twin siblings, head spinning, exorcist

Selling like red light pussy

Gotta waterfall douche it

Level head on the cushion

Light pink, I'm revving

Light green, I'm someone like you, someone like me

Ring finger might sure get tooken

Wrist like springs, natural springs, water green indoor cookie

Other than me and you, ain't nobody else coming between, the glue stuck

We got the camera on Monday

We made a movie on Tuesday, fuck

We got the look, get looks

They never seen stars, the city too bright (Bright, bright)

Praying mantis

Fit by the Asians, wrist by Lorraine

Big Pharrell praying hands

Big P, Big P

Buss down face, two levitating hands

I wanna see the money in cash

So that I can truly grasp

Thanking the savior, God did a favor

Big Pharrell praying hands

Big P, Big P, Big P, Big P

Yeah, uh, Big P

Speaking of God, at ten years old, I switched church homes

Speaking of, speaking of God, speaking of God—

Yeah, yeah

No one to talk me off the ledge

Had to get in my own head

Had to get in my own head

You can go to the, uh, that

Whenever you feel like, uh…

Mmm, the first one, uh, the

Maybe keep it in four, though

Uh-huh

Speaking of God, at ten years old, I switched church homes

The bishop was tweaking, and we was Baptist

So how you a bishop? Like technically speaking

You drove a white Rolls, me and my family was type broke

The difference between having a home and not having a home was a tightrope

Visiting Catholic churches, the masses was quiet as mice, so the minister spoke with no microphone

They had no choir, so silent, I thought I heard Christ go, "You need a messiah"

Ran out the house from hormones, you seven months pregnant with Ryan

I figured I'd go to the East buy my T for some peace and quiet

I ended up running the streets with my cousins, sitting in the back

Listening to beats, scheming on schemes that came to pass

They strategy murder yourselves, don't fall according to stats

I pray the new plots clear and thick as bulletproof glass

'Cause the worst part of death is ambitions are dashed

Keep speaking death, it'll start to seem like the new car you wanna buy

It starts popping up on your way to work, see it all the time, always passing by

Call it playing Beetle-bug, yeah, it's on sight, better throw a punch

Running late to Teterboro, made the plane wait, because it's no rush

Clouds floating over oceans from above

Kinda looks like bubbles on a tub

Kinda like…

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