Lemon Skies Lyrics

Lemon Skies bringing out the boom bap

Out the gloom zap!

Pop bang, when the doom that's

Who's that, true that

You the only one who knew that

I was stuck up on the bottom like some glue that

White sheets, obituary's dead lost in the sky

The clouds are yellow, tinted lemon when the souls fly

Raining drops of color from my past cries

Pictures, friends, and family from all my past life's, that's why

I picked up the pen I started with

Nothing but a notepad and a starter kit

Just a kid, now grown

18 life on the horizon

Think I need a signal no verizon, that's the Wisemen

Need a play call from the Heisman

That's the greatest lie when

They talk about the high and how it makes them fly and

As for me, I can feel the pressure rising

Holed up in my room that's where I've been hiding I ain't lying

Listen back, hoping all my loved ones will be proud

Mom and Dad, and those buried underground

Lemon Skies, turning greyer by the day

But I want to make them red with my blood

So I can paint my words up in the stars

Yeah this world is only ours

Got God right by my shoulder, now that I'm only growing older

Gotta put my all into this folder

Colors of Nostalgia, introduction to the childhood of a soldier

Lemon skies, uh yeah uh

Lemon skies, uh yeah uh

Lemon skies makes for darker nights

Makes it sweeter when the sunrise

Lemon skies, uh yeah

Lemon skies, uh yeah uh

Lemon skies, uh yeah uh

Lemon skies makes for darker nights

Makes it sweeter when the sunrise

Lemon skies, uh yeah

With the homies, repaying all our debts

On the front porch, watching all these sunsets

I feel the freedom lifting up our spirits

Imma bring us back, and I hope y'all hear this

All the realness when you feel this

The Waves of Blue, warmer then the sweetness in some cherry pie

I love you all, I just hope you stick around for the ride

What's the time?

Looking at the dashboard in the ride

Then we fly above the sky, higher then the kite's

Lemon Skies, hey, hey

Wake up, sip a little bit out of the jar and get to working, huh

Two feet on the ground, and I'm back put the word in

What's the purpose, keep on working, let the soul do it's searching

Climbing all my life, must've marked it, what's the market?

Planning making goals, till I hit my target

Never quitting on the kid rhyming rhymes inside his closet

And now he's out, flow's running like a faucet woah