Lemonade
Lyrics
Bitch I be talkin' business
I could care less bout a fake
And if it ain’t about the money I don’t wanna hear you say it
So quit hatin' on my shit when you ain’t tryna make no plays
When life gave me some lemons went and made some lemonade
Fall back if you not with it cuz if not you in the way
I got my eyes set on the prize cuz I ain’t tryna waste away
Can’t help but thank God for the ride cuz most ain’t get to see the day
If I’m lyin' then I’m dyin' shit I’ll take that to the grave
Poppin' 3 x at a time nobody asked me if I’m straight
When I was young I had to learn to slap that smile on my face
My daddy used to tell my mommy think you need to get in shape
Mommy still swallows the pills to try and make up for the pain
I really feel some type of way when people tell me that I’m great
Cuz I always seen it in me still despite all of the hate
Got em hot from inside out they can’t deny that it’s my fate
And I know it’s cuz I’m blessed up stayed alive cuz I had faith
And I still want more
Don’t fuck with none yall hoes
I got my shit on my own
And I can’t stop that’s forsure
When you get to taste the top then you get grateful for the bottom
I got bitches hatin' on me wishin' they could try to stop it
Tryna clown me who you kiddin' hoe you doin' too much talkin'
Never gonna get next to me grab a seat and keep on watchin'
These bitches don’t want smoke with me I put that on my momma
No I’m not with all the fuckery not fuckin' with the drama
Yo be careful who you keep round when you tryna double commas
Cuz the ones that say they love ya steady plottin' on a come up
Say one thing act another thats the shit that I can’t trust in
When you catch em lyin' to you they act like they ain’t get busted
Might as well have dodged a bullet cuz you lookin' pretty suspect
Only real ones in my circle gonna keep you at a distance
You don’t fuck with me from the jump then you don’t fuck with me at all
Cuz all my day ones get a plate and everybody pass the salt
Max the fuck out at my table
Only real ones get a seat
Told you I was money hungry well everybody gotta eat
Momma somewhat raised me carelessly
That’s why I’m never scared of things
But I don’t hate her for it cuz now I’m right where I’m supposed to be
And keep my name out of your mouth because I do not give a fuck
I dug my shit right out the mud but if you tried it you’d get stuck
And I still want more
Don’t fuck with none yall hoes
I got my shit on my own
And I can’t stop that’s forsure
When you get to taste the top then you get grateful for the bottom
I got bitches hatin' on me wishin' they could try to stop it
Tryna clown me who you kiddin' hoe you doin' too much talkin'
Never gonna get next to me grab a seat and keep on watchin'
Writer(s): Alexandra Fastuca
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
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