In My Room (Clean) - Frank Ocean

Lyrics by：Frank Ocean/Michael Uzowuru

No sleeper seats that's a mattress

No sleeper seats that's a mattress sleep

You ain't stingy split your tablets with me

You won't flinch when camera flashin' flashin'

Not fake laid back no it's natural

And I think you made for the life I lead

I'm not fake patient I don't fake sick

That kinda coffin don't need lean rest in peace

Got this lust for life in me

Horny for the game uh

First they kiss then they bite soft uh

Then that b***h wanna play it off huh

F**k it I'm pretty still in a pit of snakes

While serpents shake some brand new scales

I need a new face

I'm tired of these weirdos

Acting familiar took all the rock

And turned it to pop

He think that he Elvis

And he ungrateful they don't say

Thank you

They don't say grace not even for meals

Not even for millions

F**k it I'm pretty still look at my deal

Richard Mille look at my ears

Flooded with diamonds

Look at my skills

Running through blocks like 49ers

Forty-nine diamonds stuffed in my bracelet

That cost a whop that cost a whopper

And it ain't new

I had a knot at John Ehret in my locker

Pretty still it ain't no pretty pill

It's either real or real

Real easy on the eyes green

Like a soccer field

Skin hot when they tried me

Like them poppers feel

Hands shaking

Norepinephrine levels skyrocket fuel

Rocket

Quit being violent with me

Yeah why why

Quit being violent with me

Quit being violent with me

You make me violent

My room my room my room with me

Every night you were in my room

My room my room with me

I guess I can't state my feelings too soon

I don't know you

And I can't put no threats in the air