This is a song about "Livin on a versace"

Pay dues like a hair salon

And just keep livin on

I done got versace

Oh i gotta face the day

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Imagine a life of peace but livin' like an assassin

Took my heart away from money

We were livin a fantasy

I don't have pussy on my lap, or bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on.

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Ambition, pardon my ambition

Of a lucid life we could be livin'.

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Versace versace versace, i'm not driving the audi