Lyrical Lemonade (feat. G. Code & 3rd Rell)

It's G. Code
Third Rell with me
Back at it

I see a hater it's see ya later I got to get it
Cause I remember times when I ain't have a pot to piss in
Stayed optimistic regardless despite the opposition
Cause when I got I pop it shit ain't no opp I'm missing
I'm on a mission fuck a hater clip is dumb extended
So don't be acting stupid ruler teach em asked ya tutor
See lately shit ain't adding up I guess we masking up
Man we never ask for much just tell em bag it up
Look I get the pound, and bus it down then in the ville with it
No time to politic just trap and make these dollars flip
These niggas counterfeit I peep it don't acknowledge it nah
I'm with my bros we follow code you gotta honor it
You got it or you don't, ain't nothing to teach dummy
Give a fuck bout showing love most niggas just leech from me
So ain't about a dollar broke nigga don't speak to me
Usually riding by myself if not I got some G's with me

When I'm ride shit I'm riding with me homies
When I'm on the block trapping feeling like an OG
Sippen on the Henny or the Remy for the drink
Man I got some haters give a fuck bout what they think
When I'm ride shit I'm riding with me homies
When I'm on the block trapping feeling like an OG
Sippen on the Henny or the Remy for the drink
Man I got some haters give a fuck bout what they think

They passive aggressive when asking them questions
Get mad when corrected
Top of my class gripping this pen I ain't asked to be tested
But class is in session
Sit yo ass at your desk and focus on passing this
They passive aggressive when asking them questions
Get mad when corrected
Top of my class gripping this pen I ain't asked to be tested
But class is in session
Sit yo ass at your desk and focus on passing this lesson
While I'm yelling out fuck the world with a massive erection
Better grab some protection
We have the right to bear arms they harass and arrest us
So take your shot don't drop the ball like a bad interception
Got some photos of dead homies to add to the dresser
RIP all I see is the bullshit
Fist fights and shoot outs, youngins taking a new route
OG coming home and advising them all to cool out
They walking with the tool out your granny ready to move out
Relocate to another state
Ain't nobody safe in the 97 tre we just pray for better days
This for all my niggas who tried hard but was let a stray
Can't see the sun rise cause waking up behind metal gates
Doing numbers on the back of football jerseys
All because of peer pressure, the fear let cha
Turn into a monster who appear as to care lesser
If your younger self can see you now he would stare at you, unfamiliar

When I'm ride shit I'm riding with me homies
When I'm on the block trapping feeling like an OG
Sippen on the Henny or the Remy for the drink
Man I got some haters give a fuck bout what they think
When I'm ride shit I'm riding with me homies
When I'm on the block trapping feeling like an OG
Sippen on the Henny or the Remy for the drink
Man I got some haters give a fuck bout what they think



Credits
Writer(s): Terrel Defreece
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