Nights - Frank Ocean

Round the city

Round the clock

Everybody needs you

No you can’t make everybody equal

Although you got beaucoup family

You don’t even got nobody being honest with you

Breath till I evaporated

My whole body see through

Transportation, handmade

And I know it better than most people

I don’t trust them anyways

You can’t break the law with them

Get some gushy, have a calm night

Shooters killing left and right

Working through your worst night

If I get my money right

You know I won’t need you

And I tell you, (biiitch)

I hope the sack is full up

I’m fuckin', no I’m fucked up

Spend it when I get that

I ain’t trying to keep you

Can’t keep up a conversation

Can’t nobody reach you

Why your eyes well up

Did you call me from a seance?

You are from a past life

Hope you’re doing well bruh

I been out here head first

Always like the head first

Signal coming in and out

Hope you’re doing well bruh

Everybody needs you

Everybody needs you

Oooh nani nani

This feel like a quaalude

No sleep in my body

Ain’t no bitch in my body

New beginnings ahh

New beginnings wake up akh

The sun’s going down

Time to start your day bruh

Can’t keep being laid off

Know you need the money if you gon' survive the

Every night shit

The every day shit

Dropping baby off at home

Before my night shift

You know I can’t hear none of that spend the night shit

Kumbaya shit

Want to see nirvana, don’t want to die yeah

Wanna feel that na na though

Could you ride come by

Fuck with me after my shift

Know them boys wanna see me broke down and shit

Bummed out and shit, stressed out and shit

That’s every day shit

Shut the fuck up I don’t want your conversation

Rolling marijuana that’s a cheap vacation

My everyday shit, every night shit, my every day shit

Every night shit

All my night, been ready for you all my night

Been waiting on you all my night

I’ll buzz you in just let me know when you outside

All my night, you been missing all my night

Still got some good nights memorized

And the look back’s getting me right

Every night fucks every day up

Every day patches the night up

On God you should match it, it’s that KO

No white lighters til I fuck my 28th up

In 1998 my family had that Acura, oh

The Legend, kept at least six discs in the changer

Back when Boswell and Percy had it active

Couple bishops in the city building mansions

All the Reverends

Preaching self made millionaire status

When we could only eat at Shoneys on occasion

After trina hit I had to transfer campus

Your apartment out in Houston’s where I waited

Stayin' with you when I didn’t have a address

Fuckin on you when I didn’t own a mattress

Working on a way to make it outta Texas

Every night

Droppin' baby off at home before my night shift, yeah

You know I can’t hear none of that spend the night shit

That kumbaya shit

Want to see nirvana, but don’t want to die yet

Wanna feel that na na though, could you come by

Fuck with me after my shift

Know them boys wanna see me broke down

See me bummed out, stressed out

That’s just everyday shit

Shut the fuck up, I don’t want your conversation

Rolling marijuana, that’s a cheap vacation

My every day shit, my every day shit

My every day shit, my every day shit

My every day shit, my every day shit

My every day shit, my every night shit