NatNaiel - Lemon-Aid lyrics

rate me

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.