[Intro: Frank Ocean]
Ready for it
I'm ready for it
Yeah, ahh
[Bridge: JAY-Z]
Eastside nigga with the feets high
Nigga with that Lisa, uh
Talkin' about that Lisa, nigga, with that Westside, nigga
With that Eastside, that dance, uh
[Verse 1: JAY-Z]
Your eyes speak the truth when everything else lies
May pretend that we kin but the vibes don't fly
Bruh, I survived readin' guys like you
I'm surprised y'all think you can disguise y'all truths
I seen eyes wide as they're about to shoot
You can be a hairpin off and you can trigger your Roots
I wave to these haters, don't give me dap
You know the world can see just how phony you act, bruh
Y'all body language is all remedial
How could you see the difference between you and I?
My crash course was much tougher
'Round friends who kill they friends
Then hug their friends' mothers
And show up at the funeral, complete with blank stares
Invisible ink, I had to read things that wasn't there
Memories may sneak down my cheek
But I could see a side-eye in my sleep
[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
Ready for it, deep breath, fill up the void
Eyes open them up, check off the coins
years
world
westside
haters
green
roots
intro
feets
enough
ready
times
dreams
check
through
dance
become
house
frank
couple
biggie
casket
coins
solipsistic
auction
disguise
tougher
color
could
admit
pretend
decency
wishes
rivals
chorus
blind
bridge
image
masters
greedy
eiffel
course
before
things
breath
bastards
about
sleep
sneak
crash
complete
always
trigger
friends
sense
blank
stares
cheek
industry
surprised
least
fishy
mcmillan
homie
their
difference
memories
earth
mothers
nigga
niggas
ocean
outro
touch
remedial
phony
these
tickets
language
prince
everything
purple
seems
shoot
there
admiration
speak
invisible
still
survived
tears
truths
think
funeral
truth
flare
verse
vibes
between
paris
wanted
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