Luxury

[Hook] We could sip champagne, or we could talk trash about our exes Watch a movie on your Netflix One of those days, I ain’t got no uni to be stressed with And no trouble on my checklist I just got my pay, tonight I’m gonna splash it on a pizza Write a little, put my feet up Finally I’m free, so I’ma do nothing at all And that’s luxury to me We could sip champagne, or we could talk trash about our exes Watch a movie on your Netflix One of those daays, I ain’t got no uni to be stressed with And no trouble on my checklist I just got my paay, tonight I’m gonna splash it on a green bud Write a little, put my feet up Finally I’m free, so I’ma do nothing at all And that’s luxury to me, you see [Verse 1] Only yesterday I woke up to stress and left in the morning, yawning Only yesterday I woke up to stress and left in the morning, yawning _Vision distorting, I’d only eaten a portion, that Mormon’s would find enough, before racing straight to the station Cos walking was not enough, I’d be late to my destination _Uni in the AM, _working in the PM _Driven by ambition, imprisoned by carpe diem -Not listening, just agreeing, so focused on trynna seize it The meaning just slipped my reas’ning, I’m reaching not out of need But greed. Hold up, I’ve got a day to relax ‘Cos it’s my day off, and I just wanna stay in the flats I’ll watch a movie in my bed before frying a couple eggs And when I’ve finished, if the weather’s not a sunny side up, I’ll nap Yeah, And have a bath when I’m up, a couple hours in it Now my skin is wrinkled and sucked But I don’t give a couple faecles, I’m feeling as if I’m regal So clean and snug my seat, It’s impossible to be leaving it [Hook] [Verse 2] I’ve made a difference for a couple of my brothers with weaponry So accustomed to the fellony’s they’re mention’s a heresy I deserve a couple minutes to sit and trickle through memories Selectively, depict it through diction, ‘till they connect with me _I’m not that bothered with the jewelry and glamour shit But I’m close to so poetic with the bend rules I grammer with I’m Ibrahimović, delivering goals and shooting so hazardous _I Guess you’re lucky that it’s words that I tamper with But today I wanna kick it and re-lax, equipped with some sweet slacks Enough of the hustle, I’ll drink some tea, bags _And you ain’t killing my latest moment of peace That I’m treat too, -‘cos for now I’m on the peak like evisu _funds on the slow rise, But baby I’ve grown mine So maybe today I’ll simply be happy for it _I would stay up the whole night, and write till my bone’s dry But I wanna kick, and we could sip [Hook]