This is a song about "Future luxury"

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

In both uses of the word, live illegal luxury,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Roll up to a five star luxury

The real muscle in the message of that

Luxury life, results living bad

Or something that you paid for

But what you can’t see is my future,

A life of luxury or a life of crime/

In that aston martin on these niggas, game time

Future youtube hits reach

Blowin' that long beach

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

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

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Nothing for the future