Pure Luxury

Old fucking drama, call the karma kamikaze

Shots of alcohol the pain its relic in my chest, I feel demolished

Hold the liquor, make it silence, pray into me like the altar

Life is off the loss and coughing I'm just here to make my offer

Crystal sniffing, bitches tripping, luxury and gang members

Wanna be like Boyz N Hood, affiliated by my brothers

Worship higher powers, smokes inpolished, drinking from the chalice

So they say it's his blood be like he was a Jesús

I'm holy, horrors making eye contact

Surviving the thrones, stones at yo front door, bang it though

When a nigga get dough, promise I pay you back mo'

You always had my back and I thank you for that

Wanna call you late, but I'm busy filling plates

Kids gotta eat and mommas gon' cry, that bread been straight, we shaking dank

Baby I'ma save you one day, from this hell hole and gunplay

Grew up with cinco hasta las cinco

Went east side where rain poured and souls cried, no sunshine

Tomorrow when tears dry, no one'll make it out alive

I just wanna make it God, can you hear me fine, here been deaf, feeling blind, all I see is sacrifice (overtime)

Show no remorse when you die, until then

Wash my sins with time, make yo bed (lay on the line)

Looking at headlines, it's all alive on who are you and I to decide, just tryna get by

And that's pure like virgin blood mixed with 1-51 one sip

Make a nigga flip, I ain't tripping off shit

That happened yesterday, cause I just wanna rest today in pure luxury

All my life I wanted luxury

A roof over to sleep

Family, that's luxury

All I ever hung around was G's

Breaking bread with the homies, that's luxury

Something like virgin blood that's pure and she screaming out "Its yours"

All I ever wanted was luxury

Now all I got is luxury, come fuck with me

20 bandana, cross my fingers when in danger

I protect you perfect stranger, put that body on a hanger

Her man's in Herman, [?] don't need a fucking filla

Hold my hand, your halo's fading, pesos and Pinot Grigio

Bless the newborns, my comrades they die for me

It's not the game, you just a casualty

War ruins who after me

Surviving, could have been a tragedy

Ninth grade, in a driver seat

Skipping class, no time to speak

Truth be told this honesty

Poker face and poke her highness next to me

I'm soaking royal altercationally

Not complacent, want the cake and cream

Settle in, you just another loyal fee

I don't smoke that reggie seed, high at the presidential suite

And I ain't at the legion seat nigga, overseas

With Sheikhs that's royalty nigga

You can bet that, my tux black

My bitch black and I'm backing out

That ghost black, black MX

Ain't gotta say shit, on the favor

All my life I wanted luxury

A roof over to sleep

Family, that's luxury

All I ever hung around was g's

Breaking bread with the homies, that's luxury

Something like virgin blood that's pure and she screaming out "its yours"

All I ever wanted was luxury

Now all I got is luxury, come fuck with me

When it all started a couple of months ago, I found that all of my friends were doing it, and I didn't want to feel left out. So, I went out and got one, and it's true what they say "you'll never forget the first time". When I put that big face right on, it felt like pure luxury