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zaki, the artist - lemon tree lyrics

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(i hope yall ain’t afraid of heights )

cause we risin’ to the top

like angles when they were cravin’

on the bodies of the demons

they were too busy enslavin’

all the losers and the freaks

that were always mis+behavin’

jesus didn’t find their path

guess they wasn’t worth savin’

yo

it’s the bag that their chasin’

you can hear my heart pacin’
i gotta cover my traces

i gotta cover the basics

my 100 grand hobby sacred

i’m white, but i’m not racist

in italy i was racin’

with drugs and love

it’s not enough

i’m cussin’ everything i say

bro i’m screwin’ it up

homie wanted me to box

so i beat that kid up

i’ll need a body bag and medicine

to clean the mess up

pickin’ from a lemon tree

i’m stirrin’ up that lemonade

yall been afraid

you know that i’m blowing up

like a hand grenade

my future rolls royce all black

i know yall still amazed

i hacked into the school system

when i was in 2nd grade

always zoned out

writing lyrics in my classes

vocals so clean
i gotta carry the masses

randomly starving

gotta gather your rations

adlibs, fashion

golf le fleur glasses

tell me why you thrive for attention

not talking medical

la di da di, we gon’ party

surely going federal

blazin’ in a suit

feeling like mr. incredible

la+ferrari, cullinan

put cars up on that pedestal

as long as i know

i don’t want your apologies

why you still texting

i thought you weren’t all for me

might not pick the phone

up so don’t be calling me

you called me, i didn’t pick up

and now we’re arguing

sorry man, i was shopping in j+pan

although i ain’t got no bands

but i got you dancing like the minute man

minute maid?

lemonade

double cup, no purple grape

12 o’clock, were never late

h+lla straight, no i’m not g+y

- zaki the artist lyrics

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