This is a song about "Luxury"

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

Go for mine, that ball shit, pour ciroc 'til i'm nauseous

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Roll up to a five star luxury

I shine, you shine, so we shine

A life of luxury or a life of crime/

Luxury life, results living bad

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Top dawg eating luxury pedigree

Growin up i didnt have luxury just a few toys.

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

Luxury life, results living bad

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

In both uses of the word, live illegal luxury,

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