We All Try (Frank Ocean)

I still believe in something...

Addict of Love

FRANK OCEAN [Novacane].

Three long totes of the blunt

Memories of the things I want

Can't stunt, I'm hunter being hunted

Growing up feeling stunted

Those eyes that haunt my dreams

That thing that give me a taste

...of pleasure

...gettin' better

...much better

...light as feather

But I escape for only seconds

Cause inside this is my lessons

Guess they ushered my confession

The eternal life blood letting