Luxury

Lyrics

[Chorus] I was raised with the wolves Came up with gorillas No time for the bull I hang with the killers If we keeping it real I came out the realest If they want the real Then they gotta feel this Now they gotta fuck with me Got 'em in love with me I got my own company A nigga don't work for free I'm living in luxury My nigga like blood to me So he gotta come up with me And I only play for keeps [Verse 1] I hit a come up, then brought up my hood My bitch look bad, I must be doing good I went and did everything that I could Just to teach all my niggas to be what they should I had to make it, I knew that I would I got her naked, she hop on the wood 'Member them nights I was grindin' all night Man, I came from the bottom, I feel like I'm Suge Shit going up, shit moving in If she fuck with me, she won't fuck you again Shipping 'em out, shipping 'em in Got me a Bentley, I'm done with the Benz In the pent, house with your bitch If she ain't make it home, take a guess Spend a hundred thousand, that ain't shit Couple a hundred thousand on my neck Niggas ain't lit like this Niggas don't live like this Wake up in the morning, yawning, can't believe a nigga really got this rich Niggas ain't lit like this I should probably wife my bitch But a nigga got too many hoes, got too much dough, what a life this is [Chorus] I was raised with the wolves Came up with gorillas No time for the bull (Ain't got no time) I hang with the killers (Gang, gang) If we keeping it real (Keeping it, keeping it) I came out the realest (Came out the real) If they want the real (Keeping it, keeping it) Then they gotta feel this (They gotta feel it) Now they gotta fuck with me Got 'em in love with me I got my own company A nigga don't work for free I'm living in luxury My nigga like blood to me So he gotta come up with me And I only play for keeps [Verse 2] The boy had to leave to be a man Left my old girl in the city Hope one day she understand That I can't hold her hand and make a milli' Man, I made it out the blender Trap all night, man, I remember I just need me one lick and shit, I'll be rich forever Now it's drop-top cars, we really rock stars I'm the one that pull the strings and ain't got no guitars Really knew I had to make it far Really knew I had to play the part Really knew I had to play it smart And really, all it took was heart Now, I'm 'bout my bread, I don't care 'bout no bitch Fuck all you niggas and fuck who you with Robbed a McDonald's and bought me a brick Flooded the block and I flooded my wrist Give her a treat and she doing a trick You won't believe what she do on the dick Make niggas run if they running their lips I tell my dawg to go fetch me the stick [Chorus] I was raised with the wolves Came up with gorillas No time for the bull (Ain't got no time) I hang with the killers (Gang, gang) If we keeping it real (Keeping it, keeping it) I came out the realest (Came out the real) If they want the real (Keeping it, keeping it) Then they gotta feel this (They gotta feel it) Now they gotta fuck with me Got 'em in love with me I got my own company A nigga don't work for free I'm living in luxury My nigga like blood to me So he gotta come up with me And I only play for keeps