‘Weeks ‘ MP3 Download (Audio), Music Video (Mp4) & Lyrics
The Sensational & Talented Musician, Luh Tyler dishes out new music project titled ‘Weeks ‘, which serves as one of the successful and hit song produced so far.
In this project, Luh Tyler enroll with the contribution of the musical artist NoCap which contributed a lot to the track with the cool verses.
This project serves as one of the tracks on Luh Tyler‘s newly released studio album titled “My Vision“
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Luh Tyler – Weeks Ft. NoCap Lyrics
[Intro]
(Al Geno on the track)
[Chorus: Luh Tyler]
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
[Verse 1: Luh Tyler]
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 shit get rough, you gotta keep on grindin', that's just how it be
Man, this shit, came at the perfect time, yeah [?]
Now, we can't cheat
Man, my bitch 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
[Chorus: Luh Tyler]
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
[Refrain: NoCap]
Both of my shoes on top a suit
Nigga, you know I stand on business
Come from the concrete, I wish that you could see the shit 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
[Verse 2: NoCap]
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 shit 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
[Bridge: NoCap]
But, they say I been actin' funny since I got on
Lil Tyler, do you want this bitch? I don't (Al Geno on the track)
Got dream to go buy a island, I'm playin' blind
My bitch, she top tier, but blowin' up my phone cryin'
[Chorus: Luh Tyler]
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
[Refrain: NoCap]
Both of my shoes on top a suit
Nigga, you know I stand on business
Come from the concrete, I wish that you could see the shit 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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