Lemonade ft. P-Tree Lyrics

I don't really give a fuck, that's the way

People don't have the skill to love, I mastered faith

Keep the light shedding, diamond in the rough, no acetate

Life's heavy, plus a little tough, I match the weight

Tryna ready up for bigger stuff, slashes wait

Mind steady, never giving up, leave that to fate

I be getting farther from their ugly plastic taste

Yo, things change...

Used to have a buddy, but he's catching cases now

Used to get my stuff for free, but i'm past the age of child

Tryna escape the sad, I'd love to ask a lady how

I can't evade my past, trust the fact I faced my trials

Trash on my name you howled, that's a flagrant foul

And I know you hate my laugh while you fake your smiles

I'll just take my path, nigga go get a bag

Iphone percentage low, made raps today

Life gives you lemons, make lemonade

I miss some women, I'll be okay

I'm on a mission, give the fam some aid

People stay, people go

People change, people won't

People hate, people love

People fake, people don't

People wait, people grow

People can't, people won't

People fake, people don't

People fake, people won't

Lost so many partners, loss will make you want

Never lost what's in my heart

Possum-playing Johns watch and pray to take my job

Preying on my art

Praying on my downfall with a basket to catch my talent

Try snatch it up like Ray Allen

I'm half a chug from tracking a gallon jug

Anytime I rap on one, I'll make a medallion

You're praying for bronze, I'm making it happen

I play it like Madden, you play a facade