Lemonade

Ba-da da da-da
Ba-da-da da-da da-da
Yeah, aye
Ooh

Wake up in the morning send my prayers up to God
Play my Monday morning jams, eating breakfast with the fam
Teacher told me I was nothing, now I know just who I am
All my boys will hold me down
Swear, I love my brothers, ooh

Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, ooh
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, ay
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, ooh
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, ay
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, ooh
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, ay
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, ooh
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, ay

See, I always told my mama that I swear I'm gon' be something
Even as a kid, when I wasn't doing nothing
Even as a youngin, I was on that block hustlin'
Tryna get my money up, the lemonade was bussin'
See now people tryna judge me, man, you know that that's so real
Now people gonna hate us, 'cause they don't know how to feel
'Bout comin' up from neighborhoods that they just used to chill
And how my life is moving fast while they been staying still

I don't tolerate the hate, man, I been steady, stuck in that basement
Workin' hard my whole life, just tryna stay so patient
I don't got that cash flow to just fill up at that station
But just enough to get juice, then get right back to my grave shift

Wake up in the morning, send my prayers up to God
Play my Monday morning jams, eating breakfast with the fam
Teacher told me I was nothing, now I know just who I am
All my boys will hold me down
Swear, I love my brothers, ooh

Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, ooh
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, ay
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, ooh
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, ay
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, ooh
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, ay
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, ooh
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, ay

So I been going hard, going hard, tryna get these pesos
Gotta get my money right, my rent's due and my bank's low
Every day I feel like giving up, I remember this what I prayed for
Since I was back in that high school and they asked me what I sang for
Been goin' hard each day, tryna just make sure that I'm paid
See I remember eatin' those free lunches so now I'm eatin' my plate
I just gotta get me that cake
Workin' this 9 to 5 all day
Just to come home and then work some more
I don't got time to just waste
See there's things that they don't know though
Remember I was so low
I was wearing Payless, they been rockin' with that Polo
Lookin' back at photos, I gotta reminisce
Man I always knew I could, but who knew I would do this



Credits
Writer(s): Alec Wigdahl, Nicholas Mira, Daniel Desire, Henry Lother Nichols, Danny Lee Jr. Snodgrass, Elias Iatrou, Caleb Zackery Toliver, Donny Flores, Sergio Kitchens, Navraj Goraya, Jocelyn Donald, John Mitchell
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