Letra de LEMONADE - Vince Staples

(Feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

Feelin' like ice cold lemonade (Lemonade)

Nowhere to go when we in the shade (In the shade)

Nowhere to go when we in a cage

Sometimes life tastes bittersweet

Feelin' like ice cold lemonade (Lemonade)

Nowhere to go when we in the shade (In the shade)

Nowhere to go when we in a cage

Sometimes life tastes bittersweet

Yeah, money talk, broke niggas talk louder (Yeah)

That's why they face so sour (Yeah)

Ain't shit sweet, ask Suga Free (Ask Suga Free)

Still bust a nigga head, that's the hood in me (Hey)

From the ghetto, by the beach, bullets in a breeze (From the hood)

I got million dollar dreams, I got nigga needs (I'm the hood)

Baby, from around the way, say she feelin' me (Yeah)

Wanna get with me, make a memory (Yeah)

Think she's tryna set me up

She send a late night text sayin', "Let's meet up" (Hell no)

No way, I heard you kick it with the enemies (No way)

And if a nigga think I'm slippin' then he gettin' wings

XD. 40 with the lemon squeeze (Bang)

Hold seventeen, clutch it I'ma air the scene

Sweet dreams (Yeah)

Trippin' on everything (On the hood)

Really with it, so you better be, ayy (Yeah)

Feelin' like ice cold lemonade (Lemonade)

Nowhere to go when we in the shade (In the shade)

Nowhere to go when we in a cage

Sometimes life tastes bittersweet

Feelin' like ice cold lemonade (Lemonade)

Nowhere to go when we in the shade (In the shade)

Nowhere to go when we in a cage

Sometimes life tastes bittersweet

(Ayy, tell 'em where you from)

I come from where everybody thirsty (Thirsty)

Got some money, now these niggas wanna hurt me (Tell me why?)

How another nigga gettin' to it get you mad? (Ayy, get a bag)

You should go and get some cash 'fore I get you crashed

Really livin' fast, die young by the gun

We don't wanna know your name, tell us where you're from (Hey, tell me where you from?)

I done ran it up a M, but it's not enough (Yeah, homie)

Used to kick it in they hood 'til we shot it up (Yeah, homie)

Ayy, it's no friends in the gangland (No friends)

Started with a skateboard and a spray can

Pull up on they main block, goin' Rain Man (Bah)

Money talks, Crips walk, niggas ain't playin'

Heavy steppin' if I wanna get to Heaven

I'ma have to hit the gate, did too many 211's

Tryna break that bank like ScHoolboy said

Won't stop 'til the whole hood fed

On my granny grave (Yeah, yeah)

Feelin' like ice cold lemonade (Lemonade)

Nowhere to go when we in the shade (In the shade)

Nowhere to go when we in a cage

Sometimes life tastes bittersweet

Feelin' like ice cold lemonade (Lemonade)

Nowhere to go when we in the shade (In the shade)

Nowhere to go when we in a cage

Sometimes life tastes bittersweet (Yeah)

Ice cold, baby, ice cold

They think I'm pimpin', baby

Summertime in the LB

Oh, what a feelin', baby

Bittersweet, yeah, ooh-ooh, oh-oh, oh, oh

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah

Summertime in the shade (Lemonade)

Ice cold lemonade

Summertime in the shade

Ice cold lemonade

Feelin' like, feelin' like

Ice cold lemonade, yeah

Summertime in the shade

Ice cold lemonade

Feelin' like, feelin' like

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