This is a song about "Luxury"

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

Luxury life, results living bad

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

In both uses of the word, live illegal luxury,

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

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

A life of luxury or a life of crime/

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Growin up i didnt have luxury just a few toys.

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

I live a life of luxury, but trust me, i'm the man it sucks to be

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Top dawg eating luxury pedigree

Roll up to a five star luxury

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see