David Walker - Lemon Skies

Lemon Skies bringing out the boom bap
Out the gloom zap!
Pop bang, when the doom dat's
Who's that, true that
You the only one who knew that
I was stuck up on the bottom like some glue that
White sheets, obituary's dead lost in the sky
The clouds are yellow, tinted lemon when the souls fly
Raining drops of color from my past cries
Pictures, friends, and family from all my past life's, that's why
I picked up the pen I started with
Nothing but a notepad and a starter kit
Just a kid, now grown
18 life on the horizon
Think I need a signal no verizon, that's the Wisemen
Need a play call from the Heisman
That's the greatest lie when
They talk about the high and how it makes them fly and
As for me, I can feel the pressure rising
Holed up in my room that's where I've been hiding I ain't lying
Listen back, hoping all my loved ones will be proud
Mom and Dad, and those buried underground
Lemon Skies, turning greyer by the day
But I want to make them red with my blood
So I can paint my words up in the stars
Yeah this world is only ours
Got God right by my shoulder, now that I'm only growing older
Gotta put my all into this folder
Colors of Nostalgia, introduction to the childhood of a soldier
Lemon skies, uh yeah uh
Lemon skies, uh yeah uh
Lemon skies makes for darker nights
Makes it sweeter when the sunrise
Lemon skies, uh yeah
Lemon skies, uh yeah uh
Lemon skies, uh yeah uh
Lemon skies makes for darker nights
Makes it sweeter when the sunrise
Lemon skies, uh yeah
With the homies, repaying all our debts
On the front porch, watching all these sunsets
I feel the freedom lifting up our spirits
Imma bring us back, and I hope y'all hear this
All the realness when you feel this
The Waves of Blue, warmer then the sweetness in some cherry pie
I love you all, I just hope you stick around for the ride
What's the time?
Looking at the dashboard in the ride
Then we fly above the sky, higher then the kite's
Lemon Skies, hey, hey
Wake up, sip a little bit out of the jar and get to working, huh
Two feet on the ground, and I'm back put the word in
What's the purpose, keep on working, let the soul do it's searching
Climbing all my life, must've marked it, what's the market?
Planning making goals, till I hit my target
Never quitting on the kid rhyming rhymes inside his closet
And now he's out, flow's running like a faucet woah

Written by:
David Walker

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