Luxury Trav - Luxury Trav lyrics

Intro n***as do what ever for the team Elite gang we the new regime It only gets better We only getting better [Verse 1: Luxury Trav] Goyard for that trunk and bag Fly sh** yea we come from that Keeping up with people be the reason you ain't bouncing back Brother he would pitch the wrong sport to bring that corner back Ducking n***as dodge cases i learned ain't no life in that New York baby, b**h i sound like i got timbs on Plan B for that parent hood shout that n***a Faizon Told me she don't f** with dudes like me, dudes like me What you mean she said "i don't trust no n***a with them jeans" Got some bad spending habits i can't give up not a cent Keep it quite when I'm around these n******gs this my way to vent Couple chicks they ain't even mine tell me i ain't sh** She don't know i done lost my feelings gave em up for lent Get the owner tell him that we caught a check we good to go Tell the waitress hold the sparkles tryna attract some different hoes When it come right down to money you gone see whose friend or foe When i come right down to money separate your wives from hoes You don't know [Hook: Deon Young & Luxury Trav] All that hating can't be good for ya I wish nothing but the best for ya All that hating can't be good for you I wish nothing but the best Only for my n***as imma ride never ever pick the other side Ain't no love lost Only for my n***as imma ride never ever pick the other side Ain't no love lost [Verse 2: Luxury Trav] Women ain't a issue got stallion stable flawless We ain't got to borrow always got that sh** regardless Before you come from left field Please make sure your sh**s right Your wifey loose up in the city You might want to hold tight She just wants to be around She tired of the fakers 808s up in the stu She told you text her later Everybody losing Friends looking for that Seinfeld I can't worry about them n***as just make sure that mines real Dearly beloved, these n***as want fame Could never comprehend they logic these n***as is lame Realize people treat how you allow them to Understand this sh** is real my n***a this ain't Malibu My seventh sense i can see who ain't got seven cents Ignorant as f** i remember scheming on that Bent Game done everybody tripping off they Ex box Cause ain't no adapting to all these new thots Hook