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Lemonade on a Sunday Palm Trees on my runway Hunnid fifty on the avenue Yeah This one for all the people that wish me bad I wonder what I did to put you this deep in your bag And half y'all niggas I never met in my life And the other half of y'all mad 'cause I'm making it and you hated it's sad I got a kid and he need me, like on some real shit So I don't really got a choice, I gotta kill shit And I just say that to say that y'all niggas silly And all of this negativity, I ain't willing to deal with If you don't feel a type of way, then it ain't about you If you ain't throwing the dirt on my name, how could I doubt you? It be the people that's dappin you on the regular, spreading rumors Chattin' et cetera drama peddlers, ah While y'all chattin I'm first class And while y'all hated I ascended far from that dirt path And all I want is peace because I spent all my previous days in misery Depressed, mad, and bitterly hurt, I made it work You can do it too Good day is a good day Hunnid K on a good thang Count the blessings on the wake up Letras de cancionesGive a fuck about a hater Shine sun, better shine, son Just be ready when your day come Do good and be wise, son Just coming for the fake ones You gotta get over being used to how hurt, hatin' and broke feel Flying over all of the fields I used to push uphill Find a friend while fighting all this shit I used to run from Hear no, speak no, see no evil when the check is mad dumb Oh you mad huh, like pastor when the plate get passed on huh Everybody searching for a way to latch on, yuh Remember riding Rico's it was treated like I'm royal You tried hard to be hood and they just see you like you boil That's four though like hot boil's overrated being cool though, just cool off Remember being down like for speeding me black and blue 'Til I focused in on the green instead of dream bruh You can do it too Yeah Good day is a good day Hunnid K on a good thang Count the blessings on the wake up Give a fuck about a hater Shine sun better shine, son Just be ready when your day come Do good and be wise, son Just coming for the fake ones Back and forth with my conscience, how should I honor you I devour what's dishonorable, I took strides to oblige every promise Mass of a molecule, how could you not be proud of who I've become I've begun consista many broken bridges My wish is to wish you well, survive the drought, wishing wells Heated emotions, we didn't focus, stuck on emotion and missed a cell They say if you look at an elephant close up, you'll never see all you're supposed to Hindsight, I cut you off with no discussion partin' my choke nut Nah fuck all that choke up Hold up, no tears for your true intentions It might've took years to reveal your fears But I ain't here to approve your interests, well cool on itches Niggas love takin' mouths and running back to your food on bitches If that's your whole life and never get a quarter back Andre Johnson'll perform wide receiver And I ain't call for that, smarter than that Spreading the give and so much of spreading the rib I spread food for thought before your car reacts A final blessing Nobody owe you a thing in this world Money or wealth, security love, divisional health Do better for you but nobody else You owe it all to yourself 'Cause I don't got no shine might just keep doing my thang I don't really feel energy like that Wings, once we spread them we end up soaring Used to dream and then now I live it in the morning, yeah Do, do They throwing shots at me I dodge it, yeah Used to bang out in my basement Make grandmama happy Rocking chill dreams to me rocking all these stages From Letras Mania