Luxury

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 it's 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 Woah, woah Woah, woah 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 it's 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 Woah, woah Woah, woah Pray with me Lay with me Conversate with me Pray with me Lay with me Conversate with me (Oh) Please don't let my soul drown in luxury --- Luxury - Jon Bellion