Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song A Week , by - Lais. Release date: 20.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
A Week |
| Swear I make a project a week |
| Lost in my bag while they lost in their sleep |
| Defeating the odds |
| Now I want all the applause |
| Coke touch my finger tips and it dissolve |
| What all that cut up in yours, dog |
| You got no scale up at all |
| My, girl don’t need make up at all |
| I, can’t say the same about yours |
| I, made, SESSIION while having withdrawals |
| My skin was crawling |
| Ain’t it appalling how I got it balling |
| While seeing my family in coffin |
| I feel alone sometimes I won’t lie |
| I let the chain on my chest hide my scars |
| I built this for the letters on my arm |
| I seen the summer sun weathered the storm |
| All my metal embedded with gloss |
| How can I settle for second at all |
| I guess I’m jus used to being a boss |
| I knew the price, I paid the cost |
| All through my life, I been beating odds |
| She wear that make up to hide all her flaws |
| See through it all |
| Baby girl I’m never judging at all |
| I’m not just anyone I been through many things |
| I went from serving these tables to fiends |
| Now I make a day what I made in a week |
| That’s why I got some time for me |
| Music money that’s a dime to me |
| But that’s why I gotta grind for mine |
| I never learned to take a loss I been designed to shine |
| I make a project a week |
| Lost in my bag while they lost in their sleep |
| That shit for the weak |
| I hit it one night she calling the next night at three |
| Saying she thinking bout me |
| Saying she drinking bout me |
| Saying she wearing that shit that she bought just for me. |
| She want a rider by her |
| I ain’t have to buy her shit to have her ride or die |
| Supplying all my buyers |
| I ain’t bias, you could look don’t touch |
| Tension high you look shook I don’t budge |
| I ain’t gotta lie I been on a sofa |
| Now it’s Cliquot when I toast up |
| Timmy cup full of liquor you could sip don’t chug |
| Let her have a line baby, that’s a bonus |
| 3 vans deep every time I roll up |
| Accountant cooking books by the folder |
| Hold up |
| I won’t ever fold up |
| VA B-a-b-y lavish by design |
| Card never decline |
| To fiends I’m divine |
| CEO of the trap |
| Never resigned |
| Get top recline |
| That’s my feline |
| End of the night |
| She jus wanna rewind |