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
