Luxury Boombap

[Intro]

Act 1

[Verse 1]

Live from the dungeon of luxury boombap I got my groove back/
Stella beside she call me pappi/
She held a nigga down in the moments where things were choppy/
She my falcon that's over head in case you try an chop me/
I move silent with a motorcade you could never know his ways/
I cut the grass where the cobras lay/
I'm living life on the edge until my moment fades/
Now or never I told my father just watch with this rhyming
His son gone change the trajectory of his generation/
Every penny we pinched gone holler gold/
I'm in a zone, when I'm done my name will be put in stone/
Shit looking back we prolly won't think it took us long/
Every year my circle getting smaller no time for false love/
Once I can't take your word I put a wall up/
Relationships seem stable til they become a toss up/
Young Gary Payton if you try an cross'em that shit gone cost ya/
I found myself out my spiritual realm/
Chase of the greats can wear on you and tear on you/
I found myself not allowing people to care for me/
Told myself that's something I need to change just bare with me/
I spark a sage when my days are heavy for energy clense/
Can't pay attention when I'm mentally spent/
When times are dark I know I'm finna be lit/
One day I'm going through some hell then a synergy flip/
(Wala) I been official since niggas was rocking dada/
From what my pen do I've channel my inner allah/
It's my time, whether you love it or turn a blind eye/
Word to the legend Pun you ain't even in my clasa/
You either hunt or get served at the table/
360 deals got these youngins getting served at the labels/
People ask me would I sign the line, for now I'm spotifine/
Ima make my tidal wave a tsunami/
Fruit of my labor on apple music nigga just find me/
My sound cloud rain showers from heaven, how could I perish/
I set the taste for tastemakers, my tapes display greatness/
This rapping don't happen over night it takes patience/
I put my life on the line for this shit/
The corporate world I tried I was dying inside/
I'd see myself in the mirror seeing tears in my eyes/
Because that person I saw he was living a lie/

Many nights in the dark laying in bed laying I can't rest I'm obsessed
With freedom/
I'm tired of working for somebody else's empire I swear I'm feeling
Like i'm dead but breathing/
This is me betting on me/
I carry dream catchers round tryna catch me a dream/
Providing shots for my team like I'm setting a screen/
I know that's big shoes to feel still I'll step in those sneaks
It'll be that way til a nigga resting in peace, Mus

[Outro]

[sings] Luxury yea yea yea yea yea