NatNaiel - Lemonade | Текст песни

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• NatNaiel
• Lemonade

Chilling at the crib, mama on the couch
Diagonally sitting, I know that she thinking bout
She saying she supports me, but I know she got her doubts
Cause it ain’t too realistic to be a rapping out is it
I think she pessimistic and rightfully so
But taken a chance, not giving a damn, must be the life that I chose
In the desert, do you expect a flower to grow?
And in the middle of the summer,
You expecting to snow?

They see that same probability, don’t know the possibilities
They’d probably be happier if I was doing real estate

But I’m in a realer state of mind, intellectually
The grind is a test to me, the time and the energy
That I’m putting in, is a sign I’ll eventually
Take it, no need to fake it, just to find my identity
They saying why you tryina man, it’s hard getting famous
If everybody felt like that then nobody would make it

So I couldn’t give a damn about a plan b
Those got me feeling plan a can’t b
Nigga best believe, nigga best believe
I put that on my team, I put that on my team
I could give a damn about a plan b
I could give a damn about a plan b
I could give a damn about a plan b
Those got me feeling plan a can’t b
I used to sell lemonade, then a nigga had to sell the reefer
After school doing 7th grade
I’m gonna be famous what I told the teacher
Cause I used to sell lemonade, hey, hey
used to sell lemonade, hey, hey
used to sell lemonade,
I’m just a nigga that’s been tryina keep up

I thought that I could live my life drug dealing
Vision ain’t impaired but I could never witness love in it
Them druggies gonna love you when the drugs in em
But watch how they treat you when the drugs finished
So I ain’t got no time for a plan b
Unless my condom break up in the bed sheets
Cause my shawty don’t believe in abortion
And since my father died, I ain’t fin to be a dead beat
Never been lack lusting, with making my rap structure
I predict I’ll be betrayed, but this isn’t the last supper
Remember last summer, I thought I had mad brothers
Now it’s just one sis, but it’s better than bad brothers
Sometimes my own family don’t believe in me
And my house hold is just hale supreme with me
At least I got someone to dream with me
At least I got someone to scheme with me

So I couldn’t give a damn about a plan b
Those got me feeling plan a can’t b
Nigga best believe, nigga best believe
I put that on my team, I put that on my team
I could give a damn about a plan b
I could give a damn about a plan b
I could give a damn about a plan b
Those got me feeling plan a can’t b
I used to sell lemonade, then a nigga had to sell the reefer
After school doing 7th grade
I’m gonna be famous what I told the teacher
Cause I used to sell lemonade, hey, hey
used to sell lemonade, hey, hey
used to sell lemonade,
I’m just a nigga that’s been tryina keep up.

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