Heat trails
Stay waving off the roof of my mama Subaru
This is 2000 and
Shoot
Details, I
Can't seem to recall
All I can remember is them
Them seashells
Getting dragged back to the caps of the tidal waves
Crash at my feet
It's telling me follow
Child of the sun but the blues tryna swallow
Meet at the bottom
I
I need help
Cause these melancholy flash backs
Whoop my ass like a black belt
I feel ill
When the sunshine hit me
I just think of the past
Ya the present is a gift
But i don't deserve the bag
It's too good for me
To good to be real
To good to be real
What I wouldn't give to be a kid again
I haven't seen the homies in a minute man
Life was sweet like the lemonade
Looking back on the good old days
Yeah yeah yeah
What I wouldn't give to be a kid again
I haven't seen the homies in a minute man
Life was sweet like the lemonade
Looking back on the good old days
Yeah yeah yeah
CRT buzzin
Like the black tops
Or the gold clippers that I'm faded with
BRB cousin
I'm busy tunin' out to crash box
Eating candy and potato chips
Weight of the world on the shoulders of my moms and pops
Me and little sis just sit back and watch
Numb to the crumble of the earth that falls off their backs and smacks us wear it hurts
Mmm mmm
Orange was the tint match the county that we lived in
Rose was the color of the shades that we fitted
Yellow for the rays
Top corner of the page
Shining down on the scribbles that I made of the whole fam
Picture perfect
The memories are romanced
Feel them burned in my mental as a grown man
Yeah
Warmth from the light of fire
Hold em close as a wedding night slow dance
Nostalgia waltz round my dome like
Go niño
Like go niño
Oh California I hold tight
Go niño
Let go niño
Nostalgia waltz round my dome like
Go niño
Like go niño
Oh California I hold tight
Go nino
Go
Go
What I wouldn't give to be a kid again
I haven't seen the homies in a minute man
Life was sweet like the lemonade
Looking back on the good old days
Yeah yeah yeah
What I wouldn't give to be a kid again
I haven't seen the homies in a minute man
Life was sweet like the lemonade
Looking back on the good old days
Yeah yeah yeah
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Rivan - lemonade Lyrics
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Heat trails
Stay waving off the roof of my mama Subaru
This is 2000 and
Shoot
Details, I
Can't seem to recall
All I can remember is them
Them seashells
Getting dragged back to the caps of the tidal waves
Crash at my feet
It's telling me follow
Child of the sun but the blues tryna swallow
Meet at the bottom
I
I need help
Cause these melancholy flash backs
Whoop my ass like a black belt
I feel ill
When the sunshine hit me
I just think of the past
Ya the present is a gift
But i don't deserve the bag
It's too good for me
To good to be real
To good to be real
What I wouldn't give to be a kid again
I haven't seen the homies in a minute man
Life was sweet like the lemonade
Looking back on the good old days
Yeah yeah yeah
What I wouldn't give to be a kid again
I haven't seen the homies in a minute man
Life was sweet like the lemonade
Looking back on the good old days
Yeah yeah yeah
CRT buzzin
Like the black tops
Or the gold clippers that I'm faded with
BRB cousin
I'm busy tunin' out to crash box
Eating candy and potato chips
Weight of the world on the shoulders of my moms and pops
Me and little sis just sit back and watch
Numb to the crumble of the earth that falls off their backs and smacks us wear it hurts
Mmm mmm
Orange was the tint match the county that we lived in
Rose was the color of the shades that we fitted
Yellow for the rays
Top corner of the page
Shining down on the scribbles that I made of the whole fam
Picture perfect
The memories are romanced
Feel them burned in my mental as a grown man
Yeah
Warmth from the light of fire
Hold em close as a wedding night slow dance
Nostalgia waltz round my dome like
Go niño
Like go niño
Oh California I hold tight
Go niño
Let go niño
Nostalgia waltz round my dome like
Go niño
Like go niño
Oh California I hold tight
Go nino
Go
Go
What I wouldn't give to be a kid again
I haven't seen the homies in a minute man
Life was sweet like the lemonade
Looking back on the good old days
Yeah yeah yeah
What I wouldn't give to be a kid again
I haven't seen the homies in a minute man
Life was sweet like the lemonade
Looking back on the good old days
Yeah yeah yeah
Stay waving off the roof of my mama Subaru
This is 2000 and
Shoot
Details, I
Can't seem to recall
All I can remember is them
Them seashells
Getting dragged back to the caps of the tidal waves
Crash at my feet
It's telling me follow
Child of the sun but the blues tryna swallow
Meet at the bottom
I
I need help
Cause these melancholy flash backs
Whoop my ass like a black belt
I feel ill
When the sunshine hit me
I just think of the past
Ya the present is a gift
But i don't deserve the bag
It's too good for me
To good to be real
To good to be real
What I wouldn't give to be a kid again
I haven't seen the homies in a minute man
Life was sweet like the lemonade
Looking back on the good old days
Yeah yeah yeah
What I wouldn't give to be a kid again
I haven't seen the homies in a minute man
Life was sweet like the lemonade
Looking back on the good old days
Yeah yeah yeah
CRT buzzin
Like the black tops
Or the gold clippers that I'm faded with
BRB cousin
I'm busy tunin' out to crash box
Eating candy and potato chips
Weight of the world on the shoulders of my moms and pops
Me and little sis just sit back and watch
Numb to the crumble of the earth that falls off their backs and smacks us wear it hurts
Mmm mmm
Orange was the tint match the county that we lived in
Rose was the color of the shades that we fitted
Yellow for the rays
Top corner of the page
Shining down on the scribbles that I made of the whole fam
Picture perfect
The memories are romanced
Feel them burned in my mental as a grown man
Yeah
Warmth from the light of fire
Hold em close as a wedding night slow dance
Nostalgia waltz round my dome like
Go niño
Like go niño
Oh California I hold tight
Go niño
Let go niño
Nostalgia waltz round my dome like
Go niño
Like go niño
Oh California I hold tight
Go nino
Go
Go
What I wouldn't give to be a kid again
I haven't seen the homies in a minute man
Life was sweet like the lemonade
Looking back on the good old days
Yeah yeah yeah
What I wouldn't give to be a kid again
I haven't seen the homies in a minute man
Life was sweet like the lemonade
Looking back on the good old days
Yeah yeah yeah
Writer: Rivan Calderin
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Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC, O/B/O DistroKid