Luxury

Just give me all my needs and some of my wants Don't make me too wealthy or I might forget you Lord But please don't make me too poor or I'll be tempted to steal Just give me clothes O Lord and a good ole' fashioned meal uh huh I tell my peeps I was like 18 hungry for a chance for recognition To get paid ...for my talent As a ...hip hop musician I raised ...spirits from the dead Thru musical inventions I laid...time and energy Into...my compositions In time people started to request some for my pieces Dey like starting to channel they dollars for my releases I'm like totally flattered and then the money flowed And as they say in this biz you know how the rest goes It's like hotels 5 star wit suites that meet Together private bell cap's fall at feets to get whatever Women want to get to me cuz dey see the ballin' All this luxury & heat from years of crawling Everybody wants to be down with the money But Nobody wants to pay dues ain't dat funny? So dey dive for the fast buck but pools been drained So now dey lying on the concrete while banging dey brain This love of money! Luxury don't give me too much Credit cards I don't wanna spend what I ain't got Limousines it's all good sometimes Everybody wants to live fine Give me just enough to eat right Food to eat and clothes on a cold night You're blessing me everything extra is fine The credits all yours and it's not mine Just give me all my needs and some of my wants Don't make me too wealthy or I might forget you Lord But please don't make me too poor or I'll be tempted to steal Just give me clothes O Lord and a good ole' fashioned meal uh huh Modest men turn to monsters over monetary gain in this game People identify with fortune and fame Always the same story came up from nothing to something A little status starts the over consumption What's the function of the frontin and lustin over the loot Some say it's the root of all evil but tell me is that the truth? Does our ego make us feel like we got something to prove And that success is measured by expensive cars and jewels I can't call it Luxury don't give me too much Credit cards I don't wanna spend what I ain't got Limousines it's all good sometimes Everybody wants to live fine Give me just enough to eat right Food to eat and clothes on a cold night You're blessing me everything extra is fine The credits all yours and it's not mine Just give me all my needs and some of my wants Don't make me too wealthy or I might forget you Lord But please don't make me too poor or I'll be tempted to steal Just give me clothes O Lord and a good ole' fashioned meal uh huh Just give me all my needs and some of my wants Don't make me too wealthy or I might forget you Lord But please don't make me too poor or I'll be tempted to steal Just give me clothes O Lord and a good ole' fashioned meal uh huh