Apple Of My Eye

Album: Rather You Than Me (2017)
  • Just being somebody that the neighborhood respected
    And my mama could be proud of, was the apple of my eye
    That's all I ever wanted, just to being something man
    So at that point what else could you ask for?

    Tears running down a nigga face
    In a room full of failures I feel out of place
    Still sleeping on the floor when you deserve better
    Got you reeking through the cold even in warm weather
    I told Meek I wouldn't trust Nicki
    Instead of beefing with your dog you just give him some distance
    We all make mistakes, lets not be too specific
    Like I rather be a killer than be statistic
    I never fold no I never ran
    On my soul I'll roll like an avalanche
    I thank the Lord I got some great friends
    That's why every bottle I open I say "Amen"
    Just had a seizure at the Super Bowl
    Woke up in the third quarter looking for the smoke
    If it's more than a quarter million, I'll count it twice
    Pucci broke my heart shit, I call it life
    And never will I call it right
    Not perfect but I'm the one you would call at night
    Traveling the world, I'm just reppin' my city
    But rarely do I hear that this nigga done did it
    When niggas in fatigues will keep you intrigued
    'Cause the loss of life's the only thing niggas believe
    So I pray you listen carefully
    Then I become another muthafuckin' casualty

    Always speak and say right
    I just never ever walk on by
    (Never ever walk on by)
    You even stop and put one in the sky
    (The sky)
    You do it for the love of you and I
    (For the love of you and)

    Standin' on your block but you so out of place
    Uncle on the couch, momma running out of space
    Lights off so you never tend to speak much
    Go your separate ways every time the lease up
    A fat ugly nigga thought I'd never be nothing
    Another tree stump, happy with his free lunch
    Duckin' pigeons, I'm an eagle on a sunny day
    Flap my wings once a week, pray I glide safe
    I want fried chicken at my funeral
    Rolls Royces, dope boys, Sway interviews
    Everybody dying for the same things
    Cop kill a nigga, don't nobody gangbang
    I'm happy Donald Trump became the president
    Because we gotta destroy, before we elevate
    Real shit, look at me inside The White House
    With a pocket full of weed inside The White House
    Dead presidents tattooed on a nigga chest
    U.S. treasury addressing me, mad at my address
    Own the biggest residential pool is the US
    Drake and Kanye can invite every bitch they ever met
    Finger fuckin' bitches in the holy water
    Then I go an tell what happened to my only daughter
    So her daddy told it to her firsthand
    Never perfect but its not just bout them purses

    Always speak and say right
    I just never ever walk on by
    (Never ever walk on by)
    You even stop and put one in the sky
    (The sky)
    You do it for the love of you and I
    (Yeah)

    The streets could never teach me
    All the things I got from you
    I found myself in the wrong lane
    And I ended up in pain (Pain)
    I was strolling down a dark street
    When this girl passed me by
    She said you've always been a good friend
    (Always been a good friend)
    And you never never never let me down
    I'll just fall back, never turn back
    Let it go, let it go
    I'll just fall back, never turn back
    Let it go, let it go

    Always speak and say right
    I just never ever walk on by
    (Never ever walk on by)
    You even stop and put one in the sky
    (The sky)
    You do it for the love of you and I
    For the love of you and I (Maybach Music) Writer/s: William Roberts, Charles Wiggins, Myariah Summers, Chad Thomas
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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