[Luh Tyler] Everybody tryna be a star, but they don't know the feeling Every day we on the grind, my mama know we gon' have millions We gon' run that paper up, I need it up there with the ceiling Nigga, 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 feeling Every day we on the grind, my mama know we gon' have millions We gon' run that paper up, I need it up there with the ceiling Nigga, if it ain't about that bag, then I don't want no dealings
[Luh Tyler] I done turned into a star, remember when thеy doubted me Now we up thеre at the top, I know moms lookin' proud at me When shit get rough, you gotta keep on grindin', that's just how it be Man, this shit, it came at the perfect timing, know them niggas see Yeah, nigga know we can't cheat Man, my nigga just like Stephen Curry, he shoot from the three Nigga, I'ma make 'em mad and drop them diamonds, they gon' freeze Nigga snap on beats, we eat I guess that rappin' in my genes
[Luh Tyler] Everybody tryna be a star, but they don't know the feeling Every day we on the grind, my mama know we gon' have millions We gon' run that paper up, I need it up there with the ceiling Nigga, 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 feeling Every day we on the grind, my mama know we gon' have millions We gon' run that paper up, I need it up there with the ceiling Nigga, if it ain't about that bag, then I don't want no dealings
[NoCap] Both of my shoes on top of suits, nigga, you know I stand on business Come from that concrete, I wish you could see the shit that I don't mention We was just servin' fiend nicks, feel like Deandre Ayton I pull up Hellcat and shoot, we don't do no conversatin' Remember days in public housin', now we flyin' private Packin' everywhere I stand, I feel like Bin Laden All my nigga in the pen', but I still make deposits I cut the lean off, been havin' withdrawals for weeks
[NoCap] Been tryna buy love, make sure I keep all the receipts I can get him touched, ain't talkin' pedophile, we creep Lambos and 'Rari Vs, just know that shit we need for speed Bro sold that dog food and I ain't never seen him breed Stick up in the box'll send 'em 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 Luh Tyler, do you want this ho? My nigga, 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'
[Luh Tyler] Everybody tryna be a star, but they don't know the feeling Every day we on the grind, my mama know we gon' have millions We gon' run that paper up, I need it up there with the ceiling Nigga, if it ain't about that bag, then I don't want no dealings
[NoCap] Both of my shoes on top of suits, nigga, you know I stand on business Come from that concrete, I wish you could see the shit that I don't mention We was just servin' fiend nicks, feel like Deandre Ayton I pull up Hellcat and shoot, we don't do no conversatin' Remember days in public housin', now we flyin' private Packin' everywhere I stand, I feel like Bin Laden All my nigga in the pen', but I still make deposits I cut the lean off, been havin' withdrawals for weeksTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
