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letra de luxury boombap - jaylon musa

[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 n-gga 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/
sh-t 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 sh-t 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 h-ll then a synergy flip/
(wala) i been official since n-ggas 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 labor on apple music n-gga just find me/
my sound cloud rain showers of 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 sh-t/
the corporate 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 n-gga resting in peace, mus

[outro]

[sings] luxury yea yea yea yea yea

- jaylon musa

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