Cha Cha

By LaLion

On KIWI

Released on April 5, 2019

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Whole life on the come up

While you hating, they gon’ love us

We gon’ run up to your function

Best not run your mouth, you bugging

I don’t live in fear of judgement

Clear of people suctioned

I’ve had enemies with special needs

I build them up to crush them

Let it fall away

Talking in a grave

I don’t really feel

How I felt that day

I been on my way

Talking catch a fade

I don’t really feel

How I felt that day

This that shit, that’ll make them wallow

That new bitch sip on Americano

That new kid lit, how he get so hollow

Don’t move no brick just sip the bottle

Confuse new muse, ever chick got a ruse

Click on my dick, been convinced I’m the move

Pissing on you, man you spent 50 racks on a track

Just to rap with the dude

Man what happened to you

You were cool in high school, I fooled

Everybody then I might do

I proved, I knew

I’d do the new shit

Everybody following the suite and the blueprint

Building up a mountain for the crew and the new chick

News of the movement

Consuming illusion

Inducing the nuisance

The booze in the music

Perusing the moon lit

Been G with that Unit

Whole life on the come up

While you hating, they gon’ love us

We gon’ run up to your function

Best not run your mouth, you bugging

I don’t live in fear of judgement

Clear of people suctioned

I’ve had enemies with special needs

I build them up to crush them

Let it fall away

Talking in a grave

I don’t really feel

How I felt that day

I been on my way

Talking catch a fade

I don’t really feel

How I felt that day

So long to the old days

Flow with the most grace

Broke in a North Face

Living in Seattle got it both ways, okay okay

I feel like I never really fucking belong

Talking with the devil, got the Heaven in song

When you never settle got 11 in arms

Walking in the battle field, with nothing unarmed

Ima bust it back, I been on the map, every week a track

Got a pack of a couple, stacked, never do relax

Man this music a drug, and I’m about to relapse

I been 09’ Eminem, the bodies in bags

And I laugh when they say do not lose yourself

I don’t need no help

I just laugh and play it confused with the wealth

Whole life on the come up

While you hating, they gon’ love us

We gon’ run up to your function

Best not run your mouth, you bugging

I don’t live in fear of judgement

Clear of people suctioned

I’ve had enemies with special needs

I build them up to crush them

Let it fall away

Talking in a grave

I don’t really feel

How I felt that day

I been on my way

Talking catch a fade

I don’t really feel

How I felt that day