This is a song about "Epic luxury"

So drop the slam and let's get sick

Like a hit movie, this shit epic

A life of luxury or a life of crime/

It was just fate cause it wasn't my time

In both uses of the word, live illegal luxury,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

And their luxury life of crime, i'm writing rhymes on iron horses,

Luxury life, results living bad

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

When biggie wrote his first rhymes they were treated epic

Never generic but generous / clever and epic- a veteran

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

Growin up i didnt have luxury just a few toys.