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Apple of My Eye
by
Rick Ross
Featuring(s) : Raphael Saadiq
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(Hahahah!) 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 being something, man So at that point what else can you ask for? (M-M-Maybach Music) Tears runnin' down a nigga face In a room full of failures, I feel out of place Still sleepin' on the floor when you deserve better Got you reekin' through the cold even in warm weather I told Meek, "I wouldn't trust Nicki Instead of beefin' with your dog, you just give 'em some distance" We all make mistakes, let's not be too specific We like, "I rather be a killer than be a 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 seizure at the Super Bowl Woke up in the third quarter lookin' 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 Travelin' 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 motherfuckin' casualty Always speak and say hi You just never ever walk on by (never ever walk on by) You even stopped 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 runnin' 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 nothin' 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 dyin' 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 in the U.S 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 it's not just 'bout them purses Always speak and say hi You just never ever walk on by (never ever walk on by) You even stopped and put one in the sky (the sky) You do it for the love of you and I (for the love of you and) Maybach Music 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 hi You just never ever walk on by (never ever walk on by) You even stopped and put one in the sky (the sky) You do it for the love of you and I (for the love of you and)
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