For your eyes (for eyes)
For your eyes only, for eyes only (for eyes)
For your only
Hey Niggas be dying on the It seems my dreams faded for far too long, the consequences Can't visualize myself as but a criminal Control the block, serving up rocks and stay Cause niggas is hard headed, they letting off Full of adrenaline, ignorant to death can cause no coming back, family dressed in black Plus it's hot now, the cops outside hard to flip a pack And my daughter gotta eat, her mama be me like I ain't the one who put them Jays on her feet I ain't out in the field like that I might be low for the moment but I will bounce the charges, back to the wall I fight regardless, Screaming "fuck the law", my is lawless That's what you it Ain't got to be no psychic to see this is like the farthest thing heaven This is hell and I don't that hyperbolic I try to find employment even if the swiper But these felonies be making life the Resisting the temptation to run up and swipe a Or run up on your yard, snatch daughter bike and pawn it That's why I write this If the get too much for me to take and I break this tape for my daughter and let her know my life is on it Let her know my is on it (For eyes) Let her know my is on For your only
For eyes do you understand For eyes do you understand me For eyes do you understand For your eyes do you me For your do you understand For your do you understand me For your do you understand For your do you understand me
You're probably grown now so song'll hit you If hearing this it means unfortunately I'm no longer with you In the physical, not even sure if I in God But you still alive He got me that the spiritual is real So I can be a of you still, my pops was killed too So I know how part of you Maybe you me, maybe you miss me, maybe you spite me Life goes in cycles, you'll date a nigga just like me I hope not, I'm tired of dope And fiends that smoke I've seen far too niggas hopes rot I'm writing 'cause me and the devil had a dance I see death round the corner, apologizing in Don't if I ever had a chance At a glance I'm a failure, to pushing paraphernalia But Daddy had dreams once, my had a gleam once Innocence by the age of eight years My Pops shot up, drug addicted So Granny raised me in projects thugs was hanging Blood was staining the Older niggas I loved talked like they was above a time sheet That money, picked up the family business By the age of thirteen, six years later was handed Round the time you came in this world Me and your mama thinking, what the fuck we this girl? I told her Nina, the name that I could think of For the prettiest my eyes had ever seen I was nineteen, it took me two felonies to see the trap, this ass system set for me And now too late for me to ever be the one that set examples that were never set for me I'm living fast, but not fast enough karma keeps catching up to me And if my past becomes the death of me, I you understand
For your do you understand For your do you understand me For your do you understand For your eyes do you me For your do you understand For eyes do you understand me For eyes do you understand For your do you understand me
In several ways I could've out, too many to count Was it the trigger crackers that the badges give clout Was it the young nigga, blasting frustrated cause the cash out don't know how to act in a drought See baby girl I realized, my definition of a real was skewed My misshaped by new mixtapes That confirmed the I learned from in the streets was true That real niggas speak when they beef with you They pull up on your street, let the heat have you And if a real nigga he gon' eat your food I was a fool, spent all my ducking school, ducking cops Ducking rules, hugging that don't love you I pray you a nigga with goals and point of views Much broader than the corner, if not it's gon' you Into a box, where your son don't even know his And the cyclical nature of doing time My worst fear is one day that you come home from school and see your father face while hearing 'bout tragedy on I got the strangest feeling your gonna lose his life soon And sadly if you're listening now it must it's true But maybe a chance that it's not And this remains locked in a hard drive like valuable jewels And I can teach you this in like I'm teaching you to tie your own shoes I you and I hope to God I don't lose you For your eyes
For your For your only For your For eyes only For eyes do you understand
One day your daddy called me, told me he had a funny What he'd dealing with lately, he wasn't telling I to pick his brains, still he wasn't revealing But I could feel the of panic in his voice and it was chilling He said "Jermaine, I knew we was children I never asked for nothing When times was hard I never had with you begging you to help me I dealt the repercussions of my actions I know you tried to steer me away from that But that shit was in my blood, you my life I know your momma nigga, my love In case I never get a chance to again I won't forget the weekends spent sleeping at your That's the way I wished my lived But my granny was in the 'jects I had to interject like, "Nigga what you talking 'bout? is you getting at?" He said "Listen, I got no to dive into descriptions But I've been having premonitions, call it visions from the other side I got a I won't see tomorrow, like the time I'm living on is borrowed With that I'm proud to say I was a father Write my story down and if I pass go it for my daughter when she ready So I'm leaving you this record for your eyes only, don't you ever scratch it it perspective is a real one, another lost Ville son I dedicate these words to you and all the other Affected by all the mass in this nation That sent your pops to prison he needed education Sometimes I think this segregation would've done us Although that means I would never be brought into this world 'cos my daddy was so thrilled when he found him a white girl to take to Jonesborough with Little Zach and Cole World barely one years old, now it's years later making sure the story's told Girl your daddy was a real nigga, not 'cos he was Not because he was the first to get some pussy twelve old Not becuase he used to come through in the on some vogues Not 'cause he went from bagging up grams to serving Os Now your daddy was a real nigga, not 'cos he was Not because he lived a life of crime and sat some bars Not he screamed fuck the law, although that was true Your daddy was a real nigga 'cos he you" For eyes only