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TRUE LUXURY Video (MV)




Performed By: Stunna Cold
Length: 2:03
Written by: Shaun Holt




Stunna Cold - TRUE LUXURY Lyrics
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It's a true luxury to be luxury
Luxury music
It's a true luxury to be there for your family
It's a true luxury to have family
It's a true luxury to be luxurious
Yeah, ha
Woah, woah
Woah, woah, yeah
Woah, yeah
Aye, yeah
How I'm
How I'm supposed to compete
If it's no competition
Competition f*cking with me, yeah
Winning with odds against me, yeah
I'm not a pope but I preach, yeah
It's real when I speak, yeah
It's clear I'm a whole different breed, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You hate you a bitch
I'm so certified
My sense so legit
I gotta keep going you know I can't quit, yeah
Can't go out bad can't fold
No I can't wait around
Gotta get to the cash just like I'm supposed
No I can't wait around
Gotta get to the bread, I get to the loaf
Ain't talking bout money,
Ain't no point of saying shit
You know that I play to win
Can't settle for less gotta get it, I'm making it
I'm winning a hundred percent
You hate all the time, but you can't deny
People be so envious, wonder why
It's hilarious, I can't lie
'Cause I don't get the shit
Haters be mad as a bitch
Yeah, yeah
And I wonder how
How, how, how I'm
How, how, how I'm
Supposed to compete
When it's no competition
Ain't no one f*cking with me, yeah
Winning with odds against me
Winning with odds against me, yeah
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It's a true luxury to be luxury
Luxury music
It's a true luxury to be there for your family
It's a true luxury to have family
It's a true luxury to be luxurious
Yeah, ha
Woah, woah
Woah, woah, yeah
Woah, yeah
Aye, yeah
How I'm
How I'm supposed to compete
If it's no competition
Competition f*cking with me, yeah
Winning with odds against me, yeah
I'm not a pope but I preach, yeah
It's real when I speak, yeah
It's clear I'm a whole different breed, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You hate you a bitch
I'm so certified
My sense so legit
I gotta keep going you know I can't quit, yeah
Can't go out bad can't fold
No I can't wait around
Gotta get to the cash just like I'm supposed
No I can't wait around
Gotta get to the bread, I get to the loaf
Ain't talking bout money,
Ain't no point of saying shit
You know that I play to win
Can't settle for less gotta get it, I'm making it
I'm winning a hundred percent
You hate all the time, but you can't deny
People be so envious, wonder why
It's hilarious, I can't lie
'Cause I don't get the shit
Haters be mad as a bitch
Yeah, yeah
And I wonder how
How, how, how I'm
How, how, how I'm
Supposed to compete
When it's no competition
Ain't no one f*cking with me, yeah
Winning with odds against me
Winning with odds against me, yeah
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Writer: Shaun Holt
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