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Weeks is one of the Most Popular Song by Kevin Gates in 2020. Below I share the full lyrics of Weeks Song 2020. This Song is released on 29 October 2020. You can also Download Weeks Song in Mp3.

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Weeks – Kevin Gates Song Lyrics in English

Song NameWeeks
ArtistKevin Gates
AlbumWeeks
GenreHip-Hop/Rap
Released Date29 October 2020

I ain’t took my chains off in weeks
If I tuck it, they gon’ try to kill me anyway
And I’m prayin’ to the god of the streets
Way too big to be discreet anyway
Hope I fly on the arms of my niggas
Wonder why my heart cold, nigga soul got the shivers
Baby, I ain’t took my chains off in weeks
Love that shit too big to be discreet

He tried to set me up in Dallas, broke into his own car
He not knowin’ that I’m psychic, and I glow in the dark
Lied on us while in Houston, we got throwed in the cross
Sidestepping ‘fore he could set me, punch a hole in my heart
Cold quarantine game, I looked over your flaws

Big god, sellin’ raw and I’m controllin’ the cost
Diamonds on my neck, that’s a symbol of success
Run you up check, you gon’ die for your respect
Cautious who you entertain, they could be a threat
Out of pocket, pull up brrrr on you, leave you somewhere stretched
Artificial dealers, all my visions then got clearer
I cross one in the mirror, I’m gon’ feel it in my spirit

I ain’t took my chains off in weeks
If I tuck it, they gon’ try to kill me anyway
And I’m prayin’ to the god of the streets
Way too big to be discreet anyway

Hope I fly on the arms of my niggas
Wonder why my heart cold, nigga soul got the shiver
Baby, I ain’t took my chains off in weeks
Love that shit too big to be discreet

G-Wag’, G-Wag’, big bag, big bag
C-note, C-note
Brr-brr, so much machine smoke

Ooh only ones that ride beside me are the ones willin’ to die though
Now I keep it underwater, just let it breathe
Right there

Just got this brand new thing, grrrah
And then exchange when the shots fired
Reportin’ live with the Glock .9 by the Southside

Recordin’ live, bitch I’m in the studio right now (Money ’bout)
In Carolina, you could pull up on me right now (Pull up on me right now)

We outside, yeah, ayy
Hol’ up, pour up (You dig?)
I glisten hard, my earrings, dawg
This for Mazzi, Rollie, I never take my chain off

Never talkin’, I give that, already take your brain off
Quarter milli’ glist’, then I wiped it on my wrist
He be shootin’ shots at Brasi but his posture not like this, bitch

I ain’t took my chains off in weeks
If I tuck it, they gon’ try to kill me anyway
And I’m prayin’ to the god of the streets
Way too big to be discreet anyway

Hope I fly on the arms of my niggas
Wonder why my heart cold, nigga soul got the shivers
Baby, I ain’t took my chains off in weeks
Love that shit too big to be discreet

G-Wag’, G-Wag’, big bag, big bag
C-note, C-note
Brr-brr, so much machine smoke
G-Wag’, G-Wag’, big bag, big bag
C-note, C-note
Brr-brr, so much machine smoke

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