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lirik lagu luxury – 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 sp*ceship
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?

need 900 grand, add 100 bands
now we got a million, run that sh*t again
had to son a couple n*ggas i’m a family man
and my brother keep that trigger don’t come incorrect

[chorus]
n*ggas be so fraud, they praying a n*gga fall
i’m on 10 toes like a sock, i’m doing it for my mom
saying free my pops, i’m waiting for him to call
and rip to my dawg, i’m giving this sh*t my all

if heaven is for real, i know my brother up there
holding up 4s, every finger stuck there
take a look inside me, i swear it’s not trust there
i’m headed to the top, no time ’til i’m up there

n*ggas be so fraud, they praying a n*gga fall
i’m on 10 toes like a sock, i’m doing it for my mom
saying free my pops, i’m waiting for him to call
and rip to my dawg, i’m giving this sh*t my all

i can’t take a loss, i gotta remain calm
no time for acting up, know that’s what the devil want
i feel like lebron, no 23 imma ball
like 2*4 i got the thoughts, mentality of a dog

[interlude]

[verse 2]
don’t get extorted, my brothers on it
she won’t there when i was lonely now she tryna support it
i got tired of window shopping now i can afford it
i don’t care about the fame or if my life recorded

i ain’t cry in a minute, they put brodie in that graveyard
imma grind til the finish, til i’m swerving in that race car
free my bro from that sentence, he come home they gon’ hate us
imma hit then i’m dipping, sorry shorty imma playa’

look me in my eyes tell me you gon’ ride for me
i know imma shine promise that my time coming
and you ain’t with the guys you can’t get a dime from me
knew it wasn’t right but you still lied to me

shorty curved my dm
i won’t hit her again
down bad looking for help
you was gone like the wind
give a f*ck bout a friend
at the end imma win
buy my mama a crib
and put her in a benz

i ain’t wit the drama, i ain’t wit the drama
all i make is that one calla bro shoot igoudala
you know wayve staying solid put that on my mama
and now we whipping foreigns said f*ck that impala

[outro]
you never cared bout me i know
i want them diamonds dance like lightshow
you said you love me and i know
that was a lie girl

- 4c wayve

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