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letra de lemonade - domingo kite

[chorus]
i’m at the lemonade stand wonder what they have today
all this bullsh-t juice want that 80 proof, get the pain to fade
i’ve been on the grind too long i don’t even get a sat-rday
and it feels like the life i wants just a bag away

i’m at the lemonade stand wonder what they have today
all this bullsh-t juice want that 80 proof get the past to fade
i’ve been on the grind so long i’ve been missing those sat-rday’s
but it feels like the life i want is just a bag away

[verse 1]
so i chase that light
working with the dream pick the pen or the pipe
ain’t trying to be a boot or a suit or a troop
i just wanna spit truth getting racks with the mic
taking night classes so i can live my day dreams
pick up day shifts because dreaming doesn’t pay me
making payments cause the cost of living ain’t free
trying to free myself from the self that is wasting
the plan is to get woolongs
in huge lots, and with no juice lost
i would check the math see the numbers move up
power my beam, i got two times two jobs
i just spent a bag making sure i’m equipped
callous on my palms on my shoes getting ripped
cold burger on the floor, worked a 20 hour shift
building a future that i won’t regret
[chorus]
i’m at the lemonade stand wonder what they have today
all this bullsh-t juice want that 80 proof, get the pain to fade
i’ve been on the grind too long i don’t even get a sat-rday
and it feels like the life i wants just a bag away

[post chorus[
wake up
lace gloves
step in ring
strafe, punch
stacking up the pay stubs
cash in with my day ones

[verse 2]
yeah, i’ve been weary all week
wake up with anxiety and breaks in my sleep
trying to play it cool with the lasers on me
gotta make something, gotta stack that cheese
back when cds played my tunes not streams
had no income streams ira or cd
trying to go a mile while the budgets six feet
guess i gotta punch the clock for a couple more weeks
then a couple more weeks, then a couple times four
i got lemons in the kitchen, i got packs on the porch
clean my plate, ‘cause if i don’t keep score
i’ll ask folks if it’s worth doing anymore
forget approval i am past caring
when i was little none of y’all would scare me
if they’re vibing with it then i’ll take the cheering
if they they throw tomatoes ill make bl–dy mary’s
[chorus]
i’m at the lemonade stand wonder what they have today
all this bullsh-t juice want that 80 proof, get the pain to fade
i’ve been on the grind too long i don’t even get a sat-rday
and it feels like the life i wants just a bag away

[post chorus[
wake up
lace gloves
step in ring
strafe, punch
stacking up the pay stubs
cash in with my day ones

- domingo kite

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