Luxury lyrics
by 4C Wayve
[Verse 1]
New whip in the parking spot
Off the dealer parking lot
Give my bro a couple racks
We don't even talk a lot
Money conversations
Not much else to talk about
And if it's not a payment
Sorry but I'm opting out
You ain't f*ck with me
Now they trying to show fake love to me
You should know wassup with me, don't got time for no f*ckery
Need a billion dollars imma grind 'til I'm in luxury
And I'm climbing to the top 'til everybody under me
Give me one year, I promise imma make it
Now I'm going up, going up, like a spaceship
You weren't showing love, showing love, you was hating
And all that fake love, fake friends, I replaced it
They gon' act like they with me
Really they out to get me
Only got trust for two or three people 'cause n*ggas iffy
Had to lace my sneakers 'cause shorty just had me tripping
I still got love for all y'all only from a distance
You hear what I'm saying?