Lyrics 4 Your Eyez Only - J. Cole
Yeah
For
your
eyes
only
(for
your
eyes)
For
your
eyes
only,
for
your
eyes
only
(for
your
eyes)
For
your
eyes
only
Hey
Niggas
be
dying
on
the
daily
It
seems
my
dreams
faded
for
far
too
long,
the
consequences
deadly
Can't
visualize
myself
as
nothing
but
a
criminal
Control
the
block,
serving
up
rocks
and
stay
subliminal
Cause
young
niggas
is
hard
headed,
they
letting
off
Full
of
adrenaline,
ignorant
to
what
death
can
cause
Ain't
no
coming
back,
family
dressed
in
black
Plus
it's
hot
now,
the
cops
outside
it's
hard
to
flip
a
pack
And
my
daughter
gotta
eat,
her
mama
be
stressing
me
like
I
ain't
the
one
who
put
them
Jays
on
her
feet
Like
I
ain't
out
in
the
field
like
that
I
might
be
low
for
the
moment
but
I
will
bounce
back
Despite
the
charges,
back
to
the
wall
I
fight
regardless,
Screaming
"fuck
the
law",
my
life
is
lawless
That's
what
you
call
it
Ain't
got
to
be
no
psychic
to
see
this
is
like
the
farthest
thing
from
heaven
This
is
hell
and
I
don't
mean
that
hyperbolic
I
try
to
find
employment
even
if
the
swiper
chargeless
But
these
felonies
be
making
life
the
hardest
Resisting
the
temptation
to
run
up
and
swipe
a
wallet
Or
run
up
on
your
yard,
snatch
your
daughter
bike
and
pawn
it
That's
why
I
write
this
sonnet
If
the
pressure
get
too
much
for
me
to
take
and
I
break
Play
this
tape
for
my
daughter
and
let
her
know
my
life
is
on
it
Let
her
know
my
life
is
on
it
(For
your
eyes)
Let
her
know
my
life
is
on
For
your
eyes
only
For
your
eyes
do
you
understand
For
your
eyes
do
you
understand
me
For
your
eyes
do
you
understand
For
your
eyes
do
you
understand
me
For
your
eyes
do
you
understand
For
your
eyes
do
you
understand
me
For
your
eyes
do
you
understand
For
your
eyes
do
you
understand
me
You're
probably
grown
now
so
this
song'll
hit
you
If
you're
hearing
this
it
means
unfortunately
I'm
no
longer
with
you
In
the
physical,
not
even
sure
if
I
believe
in
God
But
because
you
still
alive
He
got
me
praying
that
the
spiritual
is
real
So
I
can
be
a
part
of
you
still,
my
pops
was
killed
too
So
I
know
how
part
of
you
feels
Maybe
you
hate
me,
maybe
you
miss
me,
maybe
you
spite
me
Life
goes
in
cycles,
maybe
you'll
date
a
nigga
just
like
me
I
hope
not,
I'm
tired
of
dope
spots
And
fiends
that
smoke
rocks
I've
seen
far
too
many
niggas
hopes
rot
I'm
writing
this
'cause
me
and
the
devil
had
a
dance
I
see
death
round
the
corner,
apologizing
in
advance
Don't
know
if
I
ever
had
a
chance
At
a
glance
I'm
a
failure,
addicted
to
pushing
paraphernalia
But
Daddy
had
dreams
once,
my
eyes
had
a
gleam
once
Innocence
disappeared
by
the
age
of
eight
years
My
Pops
shot
up,
drug
related
Mama
addicted
So
Granny
raised
me
in
projects
where
thugs
was
hanging
Blood
was
staining
the
concrete
Older
niggas
I
loved
talked
like
they
was
above
maintaining
a
time
sheet
That
slow
money,
picked
up
the
family
business
By
the
age
of
thirteen,
six
years
later
was
handed
sentence
Round
the
same
time
you
came
in
this
world
Me
and
your
mama
thinking,
what
the
fuck
we
naming
this
girl?
I
told
her
Nina,
the
prettiest
name
that
I
could
think
of
For
the
prettiest
thing
my
eyes
had
ever
seen
I
was
nineteen,
it
took
me
two
felonies
to
see
the
trap,
this
crooked
ass
system
set
for
me
And
now
it's
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
cause
karma
keeps
catching
up
to
me
And
if
my
past
becomes
the
death
of
me,
I
hope
you
understand
For
your
eyes
do
you
understand
For
your
eyes
do
you
understand
me
For
your
eyes
do
you
understand
For
your
eyes
do
you
understand
me
For
your
eyes
do
you
understand
For
your
eyes
do
you
understand
me
For
your
eyes
do
you
understand
For
your
eyes
do
you
understand
me
In
several
ways
I
could've
went
out,
too
many
to
count
Was
it
the
trigger
happy
crackers
that
the
badges
give
clout
Was
it
the
young
nigga,
blasting
frustrated
cause
the
cash
running
out
Niggas
don't
know
how
to
act
in
a
drought
See
baby
girl
I
realized,
my
definition
of
a
real
nigga
was
skewed
My
views
misshaped
by
new
mixtapes
That
confirmed
the
shit
I
learned
from
in
the
streets
was
true
That
real
niggas
don't
speak
when
they
beef
with
you
They
just
pull
up
on
your
street,
let
the
heat
have
you
And
if
a
real
nigga
hungry
he
gon'
eat
your
food
I
was
a
fool,
spent
all
my
time
ducking
school,
ducking
cops
Ducking
rules,
hugging
blocks
that
don't
love
you
I
pray
you
find
a
nigga
with
goals
and
point
of
views
Much
broader
than
the
corner,
if
not
it's
gon'
corner
you
Into
a
box,
where
your
son
don't
even
know
his
pops
And
the
cyclical
nature
of
doing
time
continues
My
worst
fear
is
one
day
that
you
come
home
from
school
and
see
your
father
face
while
hearing
'bout
tragedy
on
news
I
got
the
strangest
feeling
your
Daddy
gonna
lose
his
life
soon
And
sadly
if
you're
listening
now
it
must
mean
it's
true
But
maybe
there's
a
chance
that
it's
not
And
this
album
remains
locked
in
a
hard
drive
like
valuable
jewels
And
I
can
teach
you
this
in
person
like
I'm
teaching
you
to
tie
your
own
shoes
I
love
you
and
I
hope
to
God
I
don't
lose
you
For
your
eyes
only
For
your
eyes
For
your
eyes
only
For
your
eyes
For
your
eyes
only
For
your
eyes
do
you
understand
One
day
your
daddy
called
me,
told
me
he
had
a
funny
feeling
What
he'd
been
dealing
with
lately,
he
wasn't
telling
I
tried
to
pick
his
brains,
still
he
wasn't
revealing
But
I
could
feel
the
sense
of
panic
in
his
voice
and
it
was
chilling
He
said
"Jermaine,
I
knew
since
we
was
children
I
never
asked
for
nothing
When
times
was
hard
I
never
had
discussions
with
you
begging
you
to
help
me
I
dealt
with
the
repercussions
of
my
actions
I
know
you
tried
to
steer
me
away
from
that
shit
But
that
shit
was
in
my
blood,
you
know
my
life
I
know
your
momma
nigga,
send
my
love
In
case
I
never
get
a
chance
to
speak
again
I
won't
forget
the
weekends
spent
sleeping
at
your
crib
That's
the
way
I
wished
my
family
lived
But
my
granny
crib
was
in
the
'jects
I
had
to
interject
like,
"Nigga
what
you
talking
'bout?
Fuck
is
you
getting
at?"
He
said
"Listen,
I
got
no
time
to
dive
into
descriptions
But
I've
been
having
premonitions,
just
call
it
visions
from
the
other
side
I
got
a
feeling
I
won't
see
tomorrow,
like
the
time
I'm
living
on
is
borrowed
With
that
said
I'm
proud
to
say
I
was
a
father
Write
my
story
down
and
if
I
pass
go
play
it
for
my
daughter
when
she
ready
So
I'm
leaving
you
this
record
for
your
eyes
only,
don't
you
ever
scratch
it
disrespect
it
This
perspective
is
a
real
one,
another
lost
Ville
son
I
dedicate
these
words
to
you
and
all
the
other
children
Affected
by
all
the
mass
incarceration
in
this
nation
That
sent
your
pops
to
prison
when
he
needed
education
Sometimes
I
think
this
segregation
would've
done
us
better
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
back
to
Jonesborough
with
Little
Zach
and
Cole
World
barely
one
years
old,
now
it's
thirty
years
later
making
sure
the
story's
told
Girl
your
daddy
was
a
real
nigga,
not
'cos
he
was
cold
Not
because
he
was
the
first
to
get
some
pussy
twelve
years
old
Not
becuase
he
used
to
come
through
in
the
Caddy
on
some
vogues
Not
'cause
he
went
from
bagging
up
them
grams
to
serving
Os
Now
your
daddy
was
a
real
nigga,
not
'cos
he
was
hard
Not
because
he
lived
a
life
of
crime
and
sat
behind
some
bars
Not
because
he
screamed
fuck
the
law,
although
that
was
true
Your
daddy
was
a
real
nigga
'cos
he
loved
you"
For
your
eyes
only
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