Lemonade Lyrics

I think I was made for this

Cause I hop in the stu, I hop in the booth a nigga gone make a hit

And you know that I be moving different as soon as that check and that payment hit

Yuh, yuh

I'm back in that mode

I came from the south, from the back of the globe

Don't know how to stop man, I just gotta go

This ain't from the top, man, this came from the soul

What I do alone man, I'm never gone post

Trapping and bagging the baddest

Made the stacking of money a habit

If I see it, then I got to have it

Run up in person, this shit could get tragic

Yeah, shit could get scary, huh

Whole hunnid rounds in Amari's , huh

I count the blue like a berry, huh

Been waitin to blow man I'm ready, huh

Man, why this shit takin' so long

I got some feelings and I wanna share it

So I put that shit in a song

And I did this shit on my own

Man, I ain't never had no teacher

So don't think that I need you

Fuck up once I'm leavin' And they say I be preachin

Man, this shit it feel like a sermon

Plenty thoughts I don't know how to word it

But they still end up comin' out perfect

Had to kick out the snakes and the serpents

Man, them niggas started to bite

And people said that I was wrong for a minute

But everything coming out right

It seemin' like all the best people, they leave

But I guess that's part of the life

Man, I got a whole lotta shit to achieve

I know hella people, they didn't believe

I'm grateful for everyone stickin' with me

I promise I won't let you down

I promise to silence the doubt

I promise I ain't sellin' out

Man, I promise my life, it was better

When I had my auntie and granny around

And I promise myself I'll do better for them ever since they got put in the ground

Rockin' the stage and then jump in the crowd

I can't wait, stack that cake

And life done gave me lemons, I made lemonade

And when I get to heaven, I know they gon' say

He was great, I think I was made

I think I was made for this

Cause I hop in the stu, I hop in the booth a nigga gon' make a hit

And you know that I be movin' different as soon as that check and that payment hit

Yuh, yuh, yuh yuh

I'm back in that mode

I came from the south, from the back of the globe

Don't know how to stop, man, I just gotta go

This ain't from the top, man, this came from the soul

What I do alone man, I'm never gone post

Trappin' and bagging the baddest

Made the stackin of money a habit

If I see it, then I gotta have it