Nick breeze:
Hard body on the track why y'all mans soft
So Roswell run it back like a hand off
My money stand tall, I'm making like Randolph
Def beach got a ring to it like gandalf

So why y'all tripping, no saliva when I'm spitting
He claim he wit a dime but she look like meg griffin
Ooooooooo that was a nice rhyme hats off
And my crew well connected like catdog

These amateurs can say I'm pro
Used to hate but now they say I'll blow
I ball too hard you play too slow
I Go ham but it's gravy doe

Across the world i know see me brah
They greet me with a bonjour or kinichiwa

Its Flight time we steady mobbin
I'm like tony montana mixed with tony Robbins
RNS been my motto since the second grade
Yellow drop top call it sweet lemonade

CHORUS: X2
I keep it real, we do this every day boy I travel round the world sipping sweet lemonade
Lemonade, sweet lemonade, sweet sweet lemonade
Sweet lemonade sweet sweet lemonade



Roswell:
Now we was down but we up again/tally mark another win/Counting all this money I should been a republican/ congress/senator/house of represenator/stacks so tall now they lookin like the pinnacle

Schooled hard knocks man you lookin at the principle/I'm really bout this money/you livin fictional you know I get it- yeah you know i get it/ cus they say money talks/and they talk it while I live it

Man I swear I'm so suspended competition just surrenderd not listening to opinions im givin em what they missin replenishing all the victims remember what you just whitnessed, it's Finna be in the scriptures it's written that I'ma killem-uh

Everyday/breakin necks gettin paid/my girl wit me sippin sweet sweet lemonade/Sweet lemonade/sweet sweet lemonade/my girl wit me sippin sweet sweet lemonade/


CHORUS: X2
I keep it real, we do this every day boy I travel round the world sipping sweet lemonade
Lemonade, sweet lemonade, sweet sweet lemonade
Sweet lemonade sweet sweet lemonade

Swizzarello:
We what they say they missing
Why they fronting we live it
Things they couldn't we did it
DMV that's our district
Got what them niggas lackin
They say my language different
So ima kick it to em, I David beckham niggas
They tryna keep up with me
It's us they aiming for
Aint on my level boy I ain't gotta say no more
I keep my eyes in my lane staying driven and focused
Y'all know that they don't want it
I be crushing opponents
My 9-5 is consumed with the things I hate to do
And all the rest it consists of us making major moves
They try to immulate, we something that they'll never be
Our destination is headed somewhere they'll never see
Mama used to tell me that money don't grow on shrubbery
It does for us that's why I'm chilling living lovily.
Feet up on my desk I call the shots I'm no Obama
Yellow diamonds and good wood now that's an Arnold Palmer boy


CHORUS: X2
I keep it real, we do this every day boy I travel round the world sipping sweet lemonade
Lemonade, sweet lemonade, sweet sweet lemonade
Sweet lemonade sweet sweet lemonade