Apparently - J. Cole

Oh, right, oh

Oh, why, na-da-da-da

I keep my head high

I got my wings to carry me

I don’t know freedom

I want my dreams to rescue me

I keep my faith strong

I ask the Lord to follow me

I’ve been unfaithful

I don’t know why you call on me

This is my canvas (Yeah, my canvas)

I’ma paint it how I want it baby, oh I

This is my canvas

I’ma paint it, paint it, paint it, how I want it nigga

Fuck you 'cause there, there is no right or wrong, only a song

I like to write alone, be in my zone

Think back to Forest Hills, no perfect home

But the only thing like home I’ve ever known

Until they snatched it from my mama

And foreclosed her on the loan

I’m so sorry that I left you there to deal with that alone

I was up in New York City chasing panties, getting dome

Had no clue what you was going through

How could you be so strong?

And how could I be so selfish?

I know I can be so selfish

I could tell by how I treat you with my girl, damn she so selfless

But she put up with my ways because she loves me like you do

And though it don’t always show, I love her just like I love you, and

I need to treat you better

Wish you could live forever

So we could spend more time together

I love you mama

I keep my head high

I got my wings to carry me

I don’t know freedom

I want my dreams to rescue me

I keep my faith strong

I ask the Lord to follow me

I’ve been unfaithful

I don’t know why you call on me

E-e-eee, e-e, apparently

You believe in me, you believe in me

E-e-eee, e-e, apparently

You believe in me, and I thank you for it, oh, I

Another day, another rhyme, ho

Another day, another time zone

Today, I woke up feeling horny so it’s only right, I got two bitches playing on

my trombone

Keep up, never sure where the words would take me

Niggas eat em up and regurgitate me

Shit trump tight never slurred it lazy

Give a virgin the urge to rape me, nigga please

Best friends really make great for enemies

My watch came, niggas can’t wait for one of these

I see you, nigga, this ain’t no Rolex, it’s an AP, nigga

I’m hot, dog, catch up to me, nigga— huh, couldn’t resist

Aim for the stars and I shouldn’t have missed

But I was riding on fumes, so I stopped by the moon

Now I’m sitting on the hood of this bitch

Like, «Thanks for the view,» waiting on thanks from a few

'Cause without me you wouldn’t exist

You know that shit, gave you the blueprint, don’t forget

Cold as your phone on zero percent

Going off, now niggas showing off

Niggas swear they hard, but they flowing soft

I’m taking off like «boing!»

on a big ass Boeing, and getting head like a coin

toss, too easy

I keep my head high

I got my wings to carry me

I don’t know freedom

I want my dreams to rescue me

I keep my faith strong

I ask the Lord to follow me

I’ve been unfaithful

I don’t know why you call on me

E-e-eee, e-e, apparently

You believe in me, you believe in me

E-e-eee, e-e, apparently

You believe in me, and I thank you for it, oh I