True Luxury
It's a true luxury to be luxury
Luxury music
It's a true luxury to be there for your family
It's a true luxury to have family
It's a true luxury to be luxurious
Yeah, ha
Woah, woah
Woah, woah, yeah
Woah, yeah
Aye, yeah
How I'm
How I'm supposed to compete
If it's no competition
Competition fucking with me, yeah
Winning with odds against me, yeah
I'm not a pope but I preach, yeah
It's real when I speak, yeah
It's clear I'm a whole different breed, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You hate you a bitch
I'm so certified
My sense so legit
I gotta keep going you know I can't quit, yeah
Can't go out bad can't fold
No I can't wait around
Gotta get to the cash just like I'm supposed
No I can't wait around
Gotta get to the bread, I get to the loaf
Ain't talking bout money,
Ain't no point of saying shit
You know that I play to win
Can't settle for less gotta get it, I'm making it
I'm winning a hundred percent
You hate all the time, but you can't deny
People be so envious, wonder why
It's hilarious, I can't lie
'Cause I don't get the shit
Haters be mad as a bitch
Yeah, yeah
And I wonder how
How, how, how I'm
How, how, how I'm
Supposed to compete
When it's no competition
Ain't no one fucking with me, yeah
Winning with odds against me
Winning with odds against me, yeah
Luxury music
It's a true luxury to be there for your family
It's a true luxury to have family
It's a true luxury to be luxurious
Yeah, ha
Woah, woah
Woah, woah, yeah
Woah, yeah
Aye, yeah
How I'm
How I'm supposed to compete
If it's no competition
Competition fucking with me, yeah
Winning with odds against me, yeah
I'm not a pope but I preach, yeah
It's real when I speak, yeah
It's clear I'm a whole different breed, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You hate you a bitch
I'm so certified
My sense so legit
I gotta keep going you know I can't quit, yeah
Can't go out bad can't fold
No I can't wait around
Gotta get to the cash just like I'm supposed
No I can't wait around
Gotta get to the bread, I get to the loaf
Ain't talking bout money,
Ain't no point of saying shit
You know that I play to win
Can't settle for less gotta get it, I'm making it
I'm winning a hundred percent
You hate all the time, but you can't deny
People be so envious, wonder why
It's hilarious, I can't lie
'Cause I don't get the shit
Haters be mad as a bitch
Yeah, yeah
And I wonder how
How, how, how I'm
How, how, how I'm
Supposed to compete
When it's no competition
Ain't no one fucking with me, yeah
Winning with odds against me
Winning with odds against me, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Shaun Holt, Mark N Williams, Jaimoe, Chris Clutch
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