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Yo bro you got some more Frank ocean videos?

Not kidding, we're analyzing this song for English class poetry. I love tf outta this song, and this inspires me to make my own cover for it on piano!

Imagine being there

Hell yeah, a staple of theirs. It just kind of dawned on me that they have been doing this Californication Jam for over 20 years now.

I see Frusciante and Flee

Love's gonna get you killed But pride's gonna be the death of you, and you and me And you, and you, and you and me And you, and you, and you and me And you, and you, and- Me, I wasn't taught to share, but care In another life, I surely was there Me, I wasn't taught to share, but care I care, I care Hell-raising, wheel-chasing, new worldly possessions Flesh-making, spirit-breaking, which one would you lessen? The better part, the human heart, you love 'em or dissect 'em Happiness or flashiness? How do you serve the question? See, in the perfect world, I would be perfect, world I don't trust people enough beyond their surface, world I don't love people enough to put my faith in man I put my faith in these lyrics, hoping I make a band I understand I ain't perfect, I probably won't come around This time, I might put you down Last time, I ain't give a f-, I still feel the same now My feelings might go numb You're dealing with cold thumb I'm willing to give up a leg and arm to show empathy from Pity parties and functions of you and yours A perfect world, you probably live another 24 I can't fake humble just 'cause your a- is insecure I can't fake humble just 'cause your a- is insecure Me, I wasn't taught to share, but care In another life, I surely was there Me, I wasn't taught to share, but care I care, I care Maybe I wasn't there (we saw you first) Maybe I wasn't there (I saw you first) Maybe I wasn't there (I saw you first) Maybe I wasn't there

damn i wish i had the chance to be there

es normal que la gente que haya querido cantar cn el verso de tyler, es que esa versión enserio que opaca la versión en solitario de frank, en mi opinión, jay-z y tyler lo hicieron bien

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👏👏

What Coachella shoulda been

GOT ME FUCKED UP!!!

bro have you heard this song before? 💀💀💀

omg

wish i coulda been there

This song is perfect

This is holy.

Please I need the note, Can you Give them on insta or hère please👉👈

[Verse 1] Arm stretch a tee like I nailed it Raf movin' slow like a creep Shirt in the breeze like I'm sailin' And I walk in my sleep, I can't help that (I can't) When's the last time I asked for some help that I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah? I couldn't get from nobody out there (I can't) When's the last time I asked for some help that I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah? Nobody [Chorus] I don't get weak in the knees Hundreds spread out like a fan Vert feel like some Gucci sandals Open the sky, get a handful Torso marked up like a vandal How you not fuckin' with cash? God gave you what you could handle Gave you what you could handle I got the grip like the handle And I'm bikin' I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel Hades got the angels TV's got the angles I'm brakin'… got… [Verse 2] Bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' slow-mo Maybe the four wheel excitin' us mo' I'm cold when the temperatures dip below 70s How can I be burr around L.A. coast? The diamonds is plural, the Tiffany brooch On my lapel, at the table, I'm givin' a toast The first wedding that I've been in my twenties Thinkin' maybe someone is not somethin' to own Maybe the government got nothin' to do with it Thinkin' maybe the feeling just comes and it goes Think I want me a lil' one that look like my clone Me and my baby can't do on our own I landed a trick, got my impossibles I'm fuckin' with Addy, I'm watchin' my dose 24 hours like they never close I'm bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' these blocks, yeah Since Ben Baller sold all his ice up at Slauson, ooh I'm bikin' uphill and it's burnin' my quads (obstacles) I'm bikin' downhill and it sound like a fishin' rod Savage, I'm bikin', yeah [Verse 3] Transition lightning (Ascending) Ashes and remnants of ballers Body that's gutted A Bentley that used to be flawless I'm high up, the raindrops keep falling Scattered, the showers Don't scaffold the towers I'm up, mom, I promise In class with the honors No cheat like I'm honest And how did I become so accomplished? 'Cause I don't see foes (Foes) I just see a code (Code) I just see a hole Chinks in your armor Like Pac in the Hummer Like Jigga in summer Left the house like Obama Hit the road like a runner Hit the road like Road Runner I'm biking, I'm biking, I'm biking [Chorus] I don't get weak in the knees Hundreds spread out like a fan Vert feel like some Gucci sandals Open the sky, get a handful Torso marked up like a vandal How you not fuckin' with cash? God gave you what you could handle Gave you what you could handle I got the grip like the handle And I'm bikin' I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel Hades got the angels TV's got the angles I'm brakin' [Outro] Got, got me fucked up Got a million dollar bike Got a million dollar bike Got, got me fucked up Got me fucked up, up Million dollar bike Got, got me fucked up, up Million dollar bike Got, got me fucked up Got a million dollar bike Got a million dollar bike Got, got me fucked up Got me fucked up, up Million dollar bike Got, got me fucked up, up Million dollar bike

55th listen in a row and still going

One of the only artists today who sounds better live, he is autotune

I need this footage to release… maybe when we’re 80

Pressing '4' on my keyboard for days

I gotta see him live before I die

Is this just a freestyle or an actual song? Absolutely incredible

Is this from an iPhone? The quality is very good! I was there and my videos don’t look this good 😊

I’m a simple man, I see John Frusciante live, I click on it

just beautiful (:

Such a beautiful song man

Go to see Frank, you won’t hear him, you’ll just hear a bunch of people screaming his lyrics.

What a cringey shirt. I'd expect to see that on some purple haired whale with cat eye glasses snacking on her third cannister of Pringles. Frank is a cliché SJW, laaaaame.

Use the pedal bro

do u have sheet music for this

3:36 i wanna live in this vibe forever.

Just a brilliant performance

whoever is singing in the bg <3

Uh, turn, what goes around comes around Ay, turn, turn the music up, uh, yeah Goes around comes around What goes, alright, like like Life goes in cycles Everything that comes around goes around 'Fore it goes down, get you some ice Life goes in cycles, what comes around goes around So 'fore it goes down, nigga, get you some icicles Audemars before all of y'alls Wristwatch got a Russian face like an oligarch, uh 12 o'clock, boy, silly nice, huh Willie in traffic, I'm Philly nice, uh E.T. on the handles, uh Handlebars like a Xanax Shammgod with the AND1 moves Throw that shit 'round your neck Right quick, broke boys get fixed Right quick, Nigel Sylvester with these bike flips Uh, that's a full cab and a back flip Uh, sidebar Arm stretch a tee like I nailed it Raf movin' slow like a creep Shirt in the breeze like I'm sailin' And I walk in my sleep, I can't help that (I can't) When's the last time I asked for some help that I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah? I couldn't get from nobody out there (I can't) When's the last time I asked for some help that I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah? Nobody I don't get weak in the knees Hundreds spread out like a fan Vert feel like some Gucci sandals Open the sky, get a handful Torso marked up like a vandal How you not fuckin' with cash? God gave you what you could handle Gave you what you could handle I got the grip like the handle And I'm bikin' I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel Hades got the angels TV's got the angles I'm brakin', got Bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' slow-mo Maybe the four wheel excitin' us mo' I'm cold when the temperatures dip below 70s How can I be burr around L.A. coast? The diamonds is plural, the Tiffany broach On my lapel, at the table, I'm givin' a toast The first wedding that I've been in my twenties Thinkin' maybe someone is not somethin' to own Maybe the government got nothin' to do with it Thinkin' maybe the feeling just comes and it goes Think I want me a lil' one that look like my clone Me and my baby can't do on our own I landed a trick, got my impossibles I'm fuckin' with Addy, I'm watchin' my dose 24 hours like they never close I'm bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' these blocks, yeah Since Ben Baller sold all his ice up at Slauson, ooh I'm bikin' uphill and it's burnin' my quads (obstacles) I'm bikin' downhill and it sound like a fishin' rod Savage, I'm bikin', yeah From coldwater to the shaw Alcoholic way I handle the bars This a PK, PK Ripper Nah, you can't fuck with the boy That's my problem, yeah, I got 'em My tire smokin' when I stop Okay, nobody fuckin' with me My accolades hang from my neck Pedal, I drown in the heat My sapphires drown in my sweat White mags, but I jet Jackson, I'm savin' the streets I'm Roger Rabbit in the air I don't care, Big Willie Style, yeah Nigga one wheel, one wheel, one wheel Nigga one wheel, I fishtail downhill, yeah I rose my rate, brand new brakes Why I name it Slater? Ask my date I don't get weak in the knees Hundreds spread out like a fan Vert feel like some Gucci sandals Open the sky, get a handful Torso marked up like a vandal How you not fuckin' with cash? God gave you what you could handle Gave you what you could handle I got the grip like the handle And I'm bikin' I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel Hades got the angels TV's got the angles I'm brakin' Got, got me fucked up Got 50 thousand racks Got 50 thousand racks Got, got me fucked up Got me fucked up, up 50 thousand racks Got, got me fucked up, up 50 thousand racks Got, got me fucked up Got 50 thousand racks Got 50 thousand racks Got, got me fucked up Got me fucked up, up 50 thousand racks Got, got me fucked up, up 50 thousand racks

🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯😍

whats the song in the first few seconds

ye that's why he doesn't do concert anymore is not a good performer

Not sure if I might have a disease but I listen to this song everyday many times a day… is just THAT ENERGYYY

Franks shirt is unbelievably based

Arm stretch a tee like I nailed it Raf movin' slow like a creep Shirt in the breeze like I'm sailin' And I walk in my sleep, I can't help that (I can't) When's the last time I asked for some help that I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah? I couldn't get from nobody out there (I can't) When's the last time I asked for some help that I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah? Nobody [Chorus] I don't get weak in the knees Hundreds spread out like a fan Vert feel like some Gucci sandals Open the sky, get a handful Torso marked up like a vandal How you not fuckin' with cash? God gave you what you could handle Gave you what you could handle I got the grip like the handle And I'm bikin' I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel Hades got the angels TV's got the angles I'm brakin'… got… [Verse 2] Bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' slow-mo Maybe the four wheel excitin' us mo' I'm cold when the temperatures dip below 70s How can I be burr around L.A. coast? The diamonds is plural, the Tiffany brooch On my lapel, at the table, I'm givin' a toast The first wedding that I've been in my twenties Thinkin' maybe someone is not somethin' to own Maybe the government got nothin' to do with it Thinkin' maybe the feeling just comes and it goes Think I want me a lil' one that look like my clone Me and my baby can't do on our own I landed a trick, got my impossibles I'm fuckin' with Addy, I'm watchin' my dose 24 hours like they never close I'm bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' these blocks, yeah Since Ben Baller sold all his ice up at Slauson, ooh I'm bikin' uphill and it's burnin' my quads (obstacles) I'm bikin' downhill and it sound like a fishin' rod Savage, I'm bikin', yeah [Verse 3] Transition lightning (Ascending) Ashes and remnants of ballers Body that's gutted A Bentley that used to be flawless I'm high up, the raindrops keep falling Scattered, the showers Don't scaffold the towers I'm up, mom, I promise In class with the honors No cheat like I'm honest And how did I become so accomplished? 'Cause I don't see foes (Foes) I just see a code (Code) I just see a hole Chinks in your armor Like Pac in the Hummer Like Jigga in summer Left the house like Obama Hit the road like a runner Hit the road like Road Runner I'm biking, I'm biking, I'm biking [Chorus] I don't get weak in the knees Hundreds spread out like a fan Vert feel like some Gucci sandals Open the sky, get a handful Torso marked up like a vandal How you not fuckin' with cash? God gave you what you could handle Gave you what you could handle I got the grip like the handle And I'm bikin' I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel Hades got the angels TV's got the angles I'm brakin' [Outro] Got, got me fucked up Got a million dollar bike Got a million dollar bike Got, got me fucked up Got me fucked up, up Million dollar bike Got, got me fucked up, up Million dollar bike Got, got me fucked up Got a million dollar bike Got a million dollar bike Got, got me fucked up Got me fucked up, up Million dollar bike Got, got me fucked up, up Million dollar bike

Uh, turn, what goes around comes around Ay, turn, turn the music up, uh, yeah Goes around comes around What goes, alright, like like Life goes in cycles Everything that comes around goes around 'Fore it goes down, get you some ice Life goes in cycles, what comes around goes around So 'fore it goes down, nigga, get you some icicles Audemars before all of y'alls Wristwatch got a Russian face like an oligarch, uh 12 o'clock, boy, silly nice, huh Willie in traffic, I'm Philly nice, uh E.T. on the handles, uh Handlebars like a Xanax Shammgod with the AND1 moves Throw that shit 'round your neck Right quick, broke boys get fixed Right quick, Nigel Sylvester with these bike flips Uh, that's a full cab and a back flip Uh, sidebar Arm stretch a tee like I nailed it Raf movin' slow like a creep Shirt in the breeze like I'm sailin' And I walk in my sleep, I can't help that (I can't) When's the last time I asked for some help that I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah? I couldn't get from nobody out there (I can't) When's the last time I asked for some help that I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah? Nobody I don't get weak in the knees Hundreds spread out like a fan Vert feel like some Gucci sandals Open the sky, get a handful Torso marked up like a vandal How you not fuckin' with cash? God gave you what you could handle Gave you what you could handle I got the grip like the handle And I'm bikin' I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel Hades got the angels TV's got the angles I'm brakin', got Bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' slow-mo Maybe the four wheel excitin' us mo' I'm cold when the temperatures dip below 70s How can I be burr around L.A. coast? The diamonds is plural, the Tiffany broach On my lapel, at the table, I'm givin' a toast The first wedding that I've been in my twenties Thinkin' maybe someone is not somethin' to own Maybe the government got nothin' to do with it Thinkin' maybe the feeling just comes and it goes Think I want me a lil' one that look like my clone Me and my baby can't do on our own I landed a trick, got my impossibles I'm fuckin' with Addy, I'm watchin' my dose 24 hours like they never close I'm bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' these blocks, yeah Since Ben Baller sold all his ice up at Slauson, ooh I'm bikin' uphill and it's burnin' my quads (obstacles) I'm bikin' downhill and it sound like a fishin' rod Savage, I'm bikin', yeah From coldwater to the shaw Alcoholic way I handle the bars This a PK, PK Ripper Nah, you can't fuck with the boy That's my problem, yeah, I got 'em My tire smokin' when I stop Okay, nobody fuckin' with me My accolades hang from my neck Pedal, I drown in the heat My sapphires drown in my sweat White mags, but I jet Jackson, I'm savin' the streets I'm Roger Rabbit in the air I don't care, Big Willie Style, yeah Nigga one wheel, one wheel, one wheel Nigga one wheel, I fishtail downhill, yeah I rose my rate, brand new brakes Why I name it Slater? Ask my date I don't get weak in the knees Hundreds spread out like a fan Vert feel like some Gucci sandals Open the sky, get a handful Torso marked up like a vandal How you not fuckin' with cash? God gave you what you could handle Gave you what you could handle I got the grip like the handle And I'm bikin' I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel Hades got the angels TV's got the angles I'm brakin' Got, got me fucked up Got 50 thousand racks Got 50 thousand racks Got, got me fucked up Got me fucked up, up 50 thousand racks Got, got me fucked up, up 50 thousand racks Got, got me fucked up Got 50 thousand racks Got 50 thousand racks Got, got me fucked up Got me fucked up, up 50 thousand racks Got, got me fucked up, up 50 thousand racks

How lucky some people are tbh

camera man eatin

eh s'wrong lyrics

Frank saved the camera man from dying lmaoooooo 1:42

imagine a whole crowd vibing with some mumble you created for the end of a song... JUST IMAGINE THAT

This brings back 2000s RnB vibes high-key