Correction Paroles LEGACY par Busta Rhymes

Featuring(s) : Cie Smith, Mariah Miskelly & TRILLIAN

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[Chorus: Cie & Busta Rhymes]
Life's just incomplete without me, fuckin' it up
Showin' some love, you should be rollin' with us
Well, life's just incomplete without me, it don't sound right
I call you back in my downtime, I found me, look at my old life
Like life's just incomplete
Check out my melody
Come meet my legacy

[Verse 1: Trillian]
Okay, like we just wanna ball and go travel around the world, uh
Flyin' out to LA, I'm partying with the girls
We was takin' all these shots and these bitches about to hurl
And yeah, my palms keep on itchin', I swear I'm gettin' this urge
Chirp, chirp, these bitches be movin' around like birds
We on the red carpet stuntin', these niggas gettin' alerts
My whole team out the country, I'm askin' 'em what's the word? (Okay)
We wanna ball in London, we flyin' out straight to Turks (Okay)
We handlin' the business, we doin' it on our terms
And they keep watchin' how we shittin', I swear they gotta observe, yeah
We just keep on winnin', uh, we gon' keep on shining
These brand new fuckin' diamonds, the shit is perfect timing
We out in LA in the hills and you just really runnin' down
Swear the shit we do is really it, that shit is fuckin' timeless
Yeah, da-da-da-da
Baby girl, come enjoy this ride
Cartier frames, I swear my vision be blind
Just keep on going up and all these niggas surprised

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes & Trillian]
Y'all see who it is, yup, yeah, we exhaustin' 'em
I pull up with my family, steppin' inside with all of 'em
Became this indescribable human you see because of 'em
Being a father to my kids is my greatest reward to them
The crown-holders is present, you know the answers (What?)
My sons just with they stylist, my daughters, they gettin' pampered up
Diamonds in they cuff links sure to get your reaction, but
We still sparkle bright like Kaskade when we be in the cut
I got my kids together, sisters and they brothers
Everybody happy, though I wasn't speakin' to they mothers
Shit gettin' better, why we still fightin', boo?
Afterparty poppin', all my baby moms invited too
Yeah, y'all wanna dance with me, all y'all
Wifey cool, she makin' sure y'all have a ball (Ball)
Yeah, da-da-da-da
Drape you up in lots of Prada, Prada
Water drippin' off me, Acqua Panna
And still we hotter than the lava

[Outro: Busta Rhymes]
It's crazy how I used to run in the studio to make these songs
So I could feed my children
Now I'm making these songs with my children
I wanna thank my kids
Trillian, Cie, and Rai
For joining me on this banger right here
Wanna big up my other kids
T'ziah
T'Khi
Sicario
Salute to my nephew Elijah
Cream Puff
Ayo
I love you, mommy
I love you, daddy
The legacy

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