Weeks Lyrics – Luh Tyler
Singer: Luh Tyler
Title: Weeks
Everybody tryna be a star, but they don’t know the feelin’
Everyday we on the grind, mama know we gon’ have millions
We gon’ run that paper up, i need it up there with the ceilin’
If it ain’t about that bag, then i don’t want no dealings
Everybody tryna be a star, but they don’t know the feelin’
Everyday we on the grind, mama know we gon’ have millions
We gon’ run that paper up, i need it up there with the ceilin’
If it ain’t about that bag, then i don’t want no dealings
I done turned into a star, remember when thеy doubted me
Now we up thеre at the top, i know moms lookin’ down at me
When sh#t get rough, you gotta keep on grindin’, that’s just how it be
Man, this sh#t, 〈.?.〉, yeah
Now, we can’t cheat
Man, my b#tch just like stephen curry, he shoot from the three
Now, i’ma make ’em mad and drop them diamonds, they gon’ freeze
Snap-on 〈.?.〉
I guess i’m rappin’ in my jeans
Everybody tryna be a star, but they don’t know the feelin’
Everyday we on the grind, mama know we gon’ have millions
We gon’ run that paper up, i need it up there with the ceilin’
If it ain’t about that bag, then i don’t want no dealings
Everybody tryna be a star, but they don’t know the feelin’
Everyday we on the grind, mama know we gon’ have millions
We gon’ run that paper up, i need it up there with the ceilin’
If it ain’t about that bag, then i don’t want no dealings
Both of my shoes on top a suit
n#gg#, you know i stand on business
Come from the concrete, i wish that you could see the sh#t that i don’t mention
We were just servin’ fiends, ayy, i feel like de’andre, ayy
I pull up hellcat and shoot, we don’t do no conversatin’
Remember days in public housin’, now, we flyin’ private
Pack in everywhere i’m stayin’, i feel like bin ladin
All my 〈.?.〉 in the pen’, but, i still make deposits
I cut the lean off, been havin’ withdrawals for weeks
Been tryna buy love, make sure i keep all the receipts
I can get him touched, ain’t talkin’ pedophiles, we creep
Lambos and ‘rarri vs, just type of sh#t you need for speed
Bro’s sold that dog food, and i ain’t never seen him breathe
Stick up in the box, and i’m down below
Blew up, now i see what you around me for
You who i want, but, girl, don’t never think i need you
Pull up i8, go ask the hood, i’m the one feed ’em
But, they say i been actin’ funny since i got on
Lil tyler, do you want this b#tch? i don’t (al geno on the track)
Got dream to go buy a island, i’m playin’ blind
My b#tch, she top tier, but blowin’ up my phone cryin’
Everybody tryna be a star, but they don’t know the feelin’
Everyday we on the grind, mama know we gon’ have millions
We gon’ run that paper up, i need it up there with the ceilin’
If it ain’t about that bag, then i don’t want no dealings
Both of my shoes on top a suit
n#gg#, you know i stand on business
Come from the concrete, i wish that you could see the sh#t that i don’t mention
We were just servin’ fiends, ayy, i feel like de’andre, ayy
I pull up hellcat and shoot, we don’t do no conversatin’
Remember days in public housin’, now, we flyin’ private
Pack in everywhere i’m stayin’, i feel like bin ladin
All my 〈.?.〉 in the pen’, but, i still make deposits
I cut the lean off, been havin’ withdrawals for weeks
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