Candy by Araya Lyrics
There’s a house on a pink lake
Where two points move across the water
Sacred interstate
But in your essence
A celestial daughter
You need more for you stay
I never mind dividing
What is the loss?
What is the cost?
Of it all
I’m tryna figure it out
Tell me what is the loss, what is the cost-
Of it all
I remember being much older
My head was at your shoulders
Eyes on your holster
Like baby
What’s that?
Life was sweet but now it’s mocha
Your destruction isn’t vulgar
But I hate when you’re moving like that
What is the loss?
What is the cost?
Of it all
(You’re not as sweet as you look)
I’m tryna figure it out
Tell me what is the loss, what is the cost-
Of it all
Ca- ca- Candy
Blue pink on the Lamborghini
With a white stripe
My right
Lychee to lychee martinis
Happened fast right?
This side of me rarely patient No red lights
Can’t afford MP4s
That come from my accord
Sent it to PRSN
The mix back
I hit record
I’m in LA
I’m in New York
Nike, no athlete
This is my sport- Court
Gentrified mami posting pics at the resort
She don’t do a thing but she gets what she asks for
Live in an image distorted
Sharing my favorite imports
I’m in Paris of course
Italy tours
Tokyo 7, your favorite store
How’d I come from nothing
Make it sweet like Candy?
Ca-ca- Candy
Where two points move across the water
Sacred interstate
But in your essence
A celestial daughter
You need more for you stay
I never mind dividing
What is the loss?
What is the cost?
Of it all
I’m tryna figure it out
Tell me what is the loss, what is the cost-
Of it all
I remember being much older
My head was at your shoulders
Eyes on your holster
Like baby
What’s that?
Life was sweet but now it’s mocha
Your destruction isn’t vulgar
But I hate when you’re moving like that
What is the loss?
What is the cost?
Of it all
(You’re not as sweet as you look)
I’m tryna figure it out
Tell me what is the loss, what is the cost-
Of it all
Ca- ca- Candy
Blue pink on the Lamborghini
With a white stripe
My right
Lychee to lychee martinis
Happened fast right?
This side of me rarely patient No red lights
Can’t afford MP4s
That come from my accord
Sent it to PRSN
The mix back
I hit record
I’m in LA
I’m in New York
Nike, no athlete
This is my sport- Court
Gentrified mami posting pics at the resort
She don’t do a thing but she gets what she asks for
Live in an image distorted
Sharing my favorite imports
I’m in Paris of course
Italy tours
Tokyo 7, your favorite store
How’d I come from nothing
Make it sweet like Candy?
Ca-ca- Candy