Lil Wayne - Grapes On A Vine lyrics

Ooh (Oh, oh, oh) Mm (oh, oh) Oh (Oh, oh) Oh whoa (Oh, oh-oh) Daddy always told me to be real Daddy always said that, I should say just what I feel People, they will judge you cause they just don't understand You're in it for the long ride, you don't just give up on a man And like every woman who's been through the fire as well We ALL got a story half afraid to tell, yeah People they will judge you 'cause they just can't comprehend You're headed for the long ride, you don't just give up on a friend (Now the ones have moved on) Gone to where the sun shines all the time (We're still standing) Though some might think we've lost our minds (We shall fulfill) our legacy divine It's just that we're so different, makes our place a little harder to find [Chorus] Grapes on a vine (Grapes on a vine) don't always make sweet wine Grapes on a vine, yeah, don't always make sweet wine Grapes on a vine (Grapes on a vine) don't always make sweet wine Might be bitter, but it gets better with time Momma always said that, it's okay to dream Momma always warned me things ain't always what they seem (and my momma told me) People, they will judge you; leave you sittin' on a shelf Remember it's a long ride, just don't you give up on yourself And like every man, who wants to make his mark We ALL got a secret hidden in our hearts, yeah {We all got a secret} People they will judge us, 'cause they just don't really see We're in it for the long ride, just don't you give up on you and me, no! [Chorus] Uh, uh Grapes on a vine, ain't nuttin' sweet You gotta pay the price, just keep your receipt I can make the world have a seat on my feet And I come from New Orleans where the water too deep Money bring problems, the funny thang 'bout it Everybody want it, want it 'til they got it Sometimes I forget and put my trouble in my pockets Then hang up my pants, now I got monsters in my closet Get right with me, Miss Wright with me Die hard, I got too much life in me Shades on, I'm seein' past that Bittersweet wine, where your gla** at? Toast! You haters are ghost I make y'all sick, you need a full dose, ha! And my momma told me do me And stay away from that fruit tree, because [Chorus: x2] (Do you, do you) So do you, do you, do you (Miss Wright with me) Be your own best friend (Miss Wright with me) Be your own best friend (Miss Wright with me, Miss Wright with me) Be your own best friend (Miss Wright, Miss Wright, Miss Wright with me) You gotta love on you before anybody else can learn to You gotta love you, LOVE you, yeah, love you, love you