Pure Luxury

Lyrics

Old fucking drama, call the karma kamikaze
 Shots of alcohol the pain its relic in my chest, I feel demolished
 Hold the liquor, make it silence, pray into me like the altar
 Life is off the loss and coughing I'm just here to make my offer
 Crystal sniffing, bitches tripping, luxury and gang members
 Wanna be like Boyz N Hood, affiliated by my brothers
 Worship higher powers, smokes inpolished, drinking from the chalice
 So they say it's his blood [?] Jesús
 I'm holy, horrors making eye contact
 Surviving the thrones, stones at yo front door, bang it though
 When a nigga get dough, promise I pay you back mo'
 You always had my back and I thank you for that
 Wanna call you late, but I'm busy filling plates
 Kids gotta eat and mommas gon' cry, that bread been straight, we shaking dank
 Baby I'ma save you one day, from this hell hole and gunplay
 Grew up with [?]
 Went east side where rain poured and souls cried, no sunshine
 Tomorrow when tears dry, no one'll make it out alive
 I just wanna make it God, can you hear me fine, here been deaf, feeling blind, all I see is sacrifice (overtime)
 Show no remorse til you die, until then
 Wash my sins with time, make yo bed (lay on the line)
 Looking at headlines, its all alive on who are you and I to decide, just tryna get by
 And that's pure like virgin blood mixed with 1-50-1-1 sip a
 Make a nigga flip, I ain't tripping off shit
 That happened yesterday, cause I just won the rest today of pure luxury
 All my life I wanted luxury
 A roof over to sleep
 Family, that's luxury
 All I ever hung around was G's
 Breaking bread with the homies, that's luxury
 Something like virgin blood that's pure and she screaming out "Its yours"
 All I ever wanted was luxury
 Now all I got is luxury, come fuck with me
 20 bandana, cross my fingers when in danger
 I protect you perfect stranger, put that body on a hanger
 Her man's in Herman, [?] don't need a fucking filla
 Hold my hand, your halo's fading, pesos and Pinot Grigio
 Bless the newborns, my comrades they die for me
 It's not the game, you just a casualty
 War ruins who after me
 Surviving, could have been a tragedy
 Skipping class, no time to speak
 Truth be told this honesty
 Poker face and poke her highness next to me
 I'm soaking royal altercationally
 Not complacent, want the cake and cream
 Settle in, you just another loyal [?]
 I don't smoke that reggie seed, high at the presidential suite
 And I ain't at the legion seat nigga, overseas
 With Sheikhs that's royalty nigga
 You can bet that, my tux black
 My bitch black and I'm backing out
 That ghost black, black MX
 Ain't gotta say shit, on the favor
 All my life I wanted luxury
 A roof over to sleep
 Family, that's luxury
 All I ever hung around was g's
 Breaking bread with the homies, that's luxury
 Something like virgin blood that's pure and she screaming out "its yours"
 All I ever wanted was luxury
 Now all I got is luxury, come fuck with me
 

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Duration
04:59
Key
11
Tempo
129 BPM

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