Lemonade Lyrics

I been on a different page sometimes I feel strange

Turn up shows inside my brain before I hit the stage

Fantasizing bout the fame I push through the rain

Now my wrist look like Cocaine cus I been gettin paid

They must drop back in they pocket how they throwin shade

Need that foreign with the grain for when I'm switchin lanes

All this money make you change hope I stay the same

Cause' when life gave me Lemons I got Lemonade

And this bitch won't leave me alone thats part of the game

Yuh yuh part of the game when you up you know they feelings change

Thats part of the Game yuh yuh thats part of the game

Dressed in YSL my bitch new Chanel

My car came from hell always made bail

That be my brother and I trust em we like kenan and kel

She know my name Valentino and I drip forreal

Niggas be high but Id rather be sober these niggas Snakes they bitin' like Cobras

Can't love a bitch ain't got time to hold her I'm a machine in my back its a motor

Rockin Mcqueen I step back with the floater I shoot my shot like I'm from Vilanova

Boy I'm a beast got the team on my shoulders I beat her back in when I bend her over

Road in the Mozzi did 185 niggas be cappin and tellin them lies

Rule number one you don't smoke your supply I'm in the open ain't got time to hide

Me and my girl ride down I thirty five we aint waistin no time she give head while I drive

I know she see signs if it's not me and mine you can wait in that like Ima star Ima shine

Dressed in YSL my bitch new Chanel

My car came from hell always made bail

That be my brother and I trust em we like kenan and kel

She know my name Valentino and I drip forreal

I did favors for these niggas and they act like they forgot Ima always stand on ten thats some shit that I was taught

Fuck the money and the fame and the pain that it brought

For my daughter I would take back everything I ever bought

Told Amira she the reason for the plays that I caught

Did some time in that Cell but it made me a boss

Hear my name ringin bells but they still throwin salt

I know Trap Stars got 100k in the vault

I been on a different page sometimes I feel strange

Turn up shows inside my brain before I hit the stage

Fantasizing bout the fame I push through the rain

Now my wrist look like Cocaine cus I been gettin paid

They must drop back in they pocket how they throwin shade

Need that foreign with the grain for when I'm switchin lanes

All this money make you change hope I stay the same

Cause' when life gave me Lemons I got Lemonade Thats part of the game

Dressed in YSL my bitch new Chanel

My car came from hell always made bail

That be my brother and I trust em we like kenan and kel

She know my name Valentino and I drip forreal