No Such Thing As White Jesus lyrics

[Intro: Frank Ocean]
Yeah, yeah
And sometimes a fig tree will grow from the sand

[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
Whatever you do, young king, don't wind up dead
Young queen, cross your legs
Put a crown on your head and remove the chains
Even diamond chains are for slaves
Don't set foot in no penitentiary, and
Don’t taste the poison
Don't you bail on your family, no-no-no-no-no, no
And if they call you "n*gga"
Just know there's no such thing as white Jesus

[Verse 1: Nas]
A known fraud once fell on his own sword
Scrawny as a fiend, he'll tell on his own broad
His lady's crazy and it bugs me
Behind her best friend back, she call her best friend baby ugly
Less then a week ago
He's beatin' his di*k to a freak he know
Talkin' dirty to him on speakerphone
Right before he clinked up, his girl creeped up
Swung a knife, hit his cheekbone, made a deep cut
He holdin' his face, he out the door
She yellin' out the window, "You can stay with that whore"
Hours went past, stitched up with the gauze
Gettin' drunk by the store, smokin' blunts with some more
Fraud ass n*ggas who like to front and big talk
Never swung at nobody, never let a gun spark
Big nine-seven Benz with the old body
Pulls up to the corner, out jumps his old hottie
[Chorus: Frank Ocean & Nas]
Whatever you do, young king, don't wind up dead
Young queen, cross your legs
Put a crown on your head and remove the chains
Even diamond chains are for slaves
Don't set foot in no penitentiary, and
Don’t taste the poison
Don't you bail on your family, no-no-no-no-no, no
And if they call you "n*gga" (n*gga)
Just know there's no such thing as white Jesus

[Verse 2: Nas]
Football wives, basketball wives
Mistresses slash more tires with knives
They lookin' for a dollar
I'm lookin' for a JoAnne Chesimard to turn to a shotta
Spot a King of Diamonds, Onyx, one b*tch get it off the floor
Other chick out of her man's pockets
What kind of shows you be watchin'?
It shows, this is how we choose who we should rock with
I think about settlin' down again, have more seeds
Ten toes on the ground again, let hoes be
Nothin' like makin' love with somebody you love
Nothin' like comin' home to grub
Netflix, hugs with a wet kiss
The best sh*t, take my mind off of makin' records
I need that moral support
Give me a reason to spoil you more
Make 'em jealous of who we are
[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
Whatever you do, young king, don't wind up dead
Young queen, cross your legs
Put a crown on your head and remove the chains
Even diamond chains are for slaves
Don't set foot in no penitentiary, and
Don’t taste the poison
Don't you bail on your family, no-no-no-no-no, no
And if they call you "n*gga"
Just know there's no such thing as white Jesus

[Verse 3: Nas]
Tryna get my n*ggas legitimate
sh*t is ugly, my dudes strugglin', drug dealer sh*t
Silhouette of a murderer, thug n*gga, fitted Mets cap
Drunk liquor bit, young black militant
Just hopin' I hit a lick, a criminal's wit
Intelligence, still a menace each Guinness I sip
Bring the kid ideas, the visions I get
How this dude rich? He snuck in with no citizenship
Motivation, so I get off my ass
I'm the star of the movie, lookin' for my supportin' cast
Read the Forbes pages, lookin' at G4s
Wish it could be more, pray I beat the court cases
Women with small waists, lonely, I ain't too far
Smoke weed, and count paper
I'm about paper and pus*y and buyin' the bar
Fly ass n*ggas, y'all jealous of who we are
[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
Whatever you do, young king, don't wind up dead
Young queen, cross your legs
Put a crown on your head and remove the chains
Even diamond chains are for slaves
Don't set foot in no penitentiary, and
Don’t taste the poison
Don't you bail on your family, no-no-no-no-no, no
And if they call you "n*gga"
Just know there's no such thing as white Jesus