Correction Paroles Letra par Lava La Rue

Featuring(s) : Tariq Disu

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So child wid dis, gold crown
I'mma hold down all i can for the pounds
I need new bitches, no glitches
And a pound of dat whole tizzy on a glissy
No clowns about
Whole team on dat
Whole team on dat
Dashin' in a flash shit
Cool gleam on dat
Passion in the pad shit
She gotta scream on her
We already living but we need a bigger scale

[Lava La Rue]
Never thought I was “all dis”
I just learned to dig deep in the ball pit and call it
Baby girl know I don't force this
Turn their faces yellow like a chicken with jaundice
They be sayin', “Lava, how you do it like that?
Moon collective, how you making movements like that?”
But they wanna burn through you like a hot rock
‘Cause they out to steal my data like hot-spot
I'm on top
And learn the ability to air negativity
I'm da killer bee
Fighting through the matrix like Trinity
Fragile masculinity put on me
But I can only be myself to a T

I'm stuck in a dream
Man are stunting on me
Gyali, roll on a wave
But they don't know what I mean
They just busy with their Babylon lectures
I buss on the wave in my black and white Skechers
A can and a ‘G' for the venture
Ain't 'bout the flex so get out my mentions
Bad mind brother with a bad mind intention
Kill out the vibe cause I'm breaking convention
So I'm telling them “Why you so venomous?”
But they be missing out on getting all the best of this
Self-love, baby-boy
That's the best of this
Self-love

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