Luxury (feat. Audra Mae)

Could you lay with me?

Underneath the stars just conversate with me

My plane is boarding soon and it's so plain to see

That one could lose his way

So could you pray with me

That I don't lose my soul in the luxury?

Money the jealous type, I always knew it

I knew she'd come around if I only sweat the music

But I'm starting to believe it, that's a problem to my health

'Cause the size of half these checks could make me vomit on myself

But I give it up to heaven 'cause it isn't Jon

The chorus and instrumental, oh you think its odd

I don't have to give you lyrics 'cause I know it's God

That's why I get emotional when the chorus drops

Oh

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

We're not sad at all

We know you have to leave

And we're not mad at all

You'll be back in town and we'll play basketball

And if you fall off track we'll be your Adderall

We won't let your soul drown in luxury

Money the jealous type, I always knew it

I knew she'd come around if I only sweat the music

But I'm starting to believe it, that's a problem to my health

'Cause the size of half these checks could make me vomit on myself

But I give it up to heaven 'cause it isn't Jon

The chorus and instrumental, oh you think its odd

I don't have to give you lyrics 'cause I know it's God

That's why I get emotional when the chorus drops

Oh

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

Pray with me

Lay with me

Conversate with me

Pray with me

Lay with me

Conversate with me

Please don't let my soul drown in luxury