Grey Luh
berhana Lyrics
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Come down to the streets, man
We got every ting you need
The mango, the coconut, the lime
Please understand that this is the real ting, man
Berhana, berhana, berhana
Motherfuck you
Whiskey trickle down the suede
Close my tab and hit your place
Stomping through the swivel gates
Dap your doorman on the way
Golden elevator ways
Reeboks while it elevate
Forty stories up in space
Forty stories up in space
But I'm fiending for your energy
Snap out it when I'm sober
You used to be my lovely
But them lovin' days is over
Over, over, over
Grey love
Hungover Sunday love
Come over, no, stay love
Maybe some day, day love
Grey love
Come over, no, stay love
Hungover Sunday love
Maybe some day, day
Gliding through your marble floors
Risky business cashmere warped
Silence in your innermost
But its all the same thing
Ask me why I'm always high
Roll it 'fore I answer why
You say that it's time I go
Flying forty stories down below
But I'm fiending for your energy
Snap out it when Im sober
You used to be my lovely
But them loving days is over
Over, over, over
Grey love
Hungover Sunday love
Come over, no, stay love
Maybe some day, day love
Grey love
Come over, no, stay love
Hungover Sunday love
Maybe some day, day
(Hey, Hey)
Sad the ___?
(Hey, Hey)
Crave your high and your lows
(Hey, Hey)
Steady, missing out on shit and you can't stand it
(Hey, Hey)
And on and on it goes
Goes
(Hey)
Goes
Living life in the flashback
You backtrack
(Hey, Hey)
Miss the highs and the lows
(Hey, Hey)
Check the weather when your hair did damage
(Hey, Hey)
And its all the same thing
Barricaded in your palisades
Running out of time so you should know
Copped this one way out to Mexico
Cause you compress my soul and call it love
Girl
Girl
Girl
The lyrics to Berhana's song "Grey Luh" speak of a dysfunctional relationship, with the singer yearning for his lover's high energy, but also suffering from the negative emotions that come with it. The song begins with an invitation to leave the glamorous life and come down to earth where there's authenticity. However, the singer then describes the high life and party scene, where whiskey flows, and he connects with his lover. The golden elevator ways and marble floors symbolize the luxury, but the singer's real desire is his lover's energy.
The singer is clinging to the memories of the relationship, and he yearns for the past when he calls his lover "my lovely." However, he also knows that their loving days are over. The chorus "Grey luh" refers to the essence of the relationship as being gray and ambiguous. The feeling of being stuck in a gray area is mirrored in the verses where the singer is "high" and "hungover" at the same time - mentally and emotionally. The song ends with the singer using the metaphor of soul compression, saying that he feels compressed by his lover's love.
Line by Line Meaning
Come on now
Let's go
Come down to the streets, man
Come to the urban life from your luxurious life
We got every ting you need
You can get everything you want in the streets
The mango, the coconut, the lime
Tropical fruits are available here in the streets
Please understand that this is the real ting, man
You need to get back to reality
Berhana, berhana, berhana
The singer's name being echoed
Motherfuck you
An offensive phrase to an unknown person
Whiskey trickle down the suede
The whiskey is dripping on the suede
Close my tab and hit your place
The singer is going to another place to continue the night
Stomping through the swivel gates
Passing through the swivel gates with force
Dap your doorman on the way
Giving a low five to the doorman before leaving
Golden elevator ways
The golden elevator is used to go to a higher floor
Reeboks while it elevate
The singer is wearing the Reebok shoes to the elevator
Forty stories up in space
The singer went up to the 40th level of a high building
But I'm fiending for your energy
The singer is craving the partner's energy
Snap out it when I'm sober
The singer is regretful when sober
You used to be my lovely
The partner was the singer's lovely before
But them lovin' days is over
The days of loving are over
Grey love
A love story without excitement
Hungover Sunday love
The after-effects of partying still exist even on a Sunday
Come over, no, stay love
The singer is indecisive about the partner coming over or staying
Maybe some day, day love
Maybe things between the singer and the partner will be better in the future
Gliding through your marble floors
The singer is walking through the luxurious marble floors
Risky business cashmere warped
The singer is dressed in luxurious cashmere but is in a dangerous situation
Silence in your innermost
There is peace in the innermost area
But its all the same thing
Everything looks the same in the luxurious world
Ask me why I'm always high
The partner is questioning why the singer is always high
Roll it 'fore I answer why
The singer avoids the question and rolls a joint
You say that it's time I go
The partner wants the singer to leave
Flying forty stories down below
The singer falls from the highest floor in the building
Sad the ___?
A phrase to start discussing a topic
Crave your high and your lows
The singer likes the partner's extreme mood swings
Steady, missing out on shit and you can't stand it
The partner is missing out on life due to being steady and can't tolerate it
And on and on it goes
The cycle keeps repeating
Living life in the flashback
Living in the past and not moving forward
You backtrack
The singer steps back
Miss the highs and the lows
The singer misses the partner's extreme mood swings
Check the weather when your hair did damage
The partner checks the weather before going out to avoid any harm to their hairstyle
Barricaded in your palisades
The partner is protected in their own fortress-like home
Running out of time so you should know
The singer is running out of time and wants the partner to know everything before it's too late
Copped this one way out to Mexico
The singer left a long way to Mexico to escape
Cause you compress my soul and call it love
The partner suffocates the singer's spirit and calls it love
Girl
A gesture to call the partner
Girl
A gesture to call the partner
Girl
A gesture to call the partner
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Harrison Nguyen
berhana - Grey Luh [Lyrics]
Come on now
Come down to the streets, man
We got every ting you need
The mango, the coconut, the lime
Please understand that this is the real ting, man
Berhana, berhana, berhana
Motherfuck you
Whiskey trickle down the suede
Close my tab and hit your place
Stomping through the swivel gates
Dap your doorman on the way
Golden elevator ways
Reeboks while it elevate
Forty stories up in space
Forty stories up in space
But I'm fiending for your energy
Snap out it when I'm sober
You used to be my lovely
But them lovin' days is over
Over, over, over
Grey love
Hungover Sunday love
Come over, no, stay love
Maybe some day, day love
Grey love
Come over, no, stay love
Hungover Sunday love
Maybe some day, day
Gliding through your marble floors
Risky business cashmere warped
Silence in your innermost
But its all the same thing
Ask me why I'm always high
Roll it 'fore I answer why
You say that it's time I go
Flying forty stories down below
But I'm fiending for your energy
Snap out it when Im sober
You used to be my lovely
But them loving days is over
Over, over, over
Grey love
Hungover Sunday love
Come over, no, stay love
Maybe some day, day love
Grey love
Come over, no, stay love
Hungover Sunday love
Maybe some day, day
Sad the ___?
(Hey, Hey)
Crave your high and your lows
(Hey, Hey)
Steady, missing out on shit and you can't stand it
(Hey, Hey)
And on and on it goes
Goes
(Hey)
Goes
Living life in the flashback
You backtrack
(Hey, Hey)
Miss the highs and the lows
(Hey, Hey)
Check the weather when your hair did damage
(Hey, Hey)
And its all the same thing
Barricaded in your palisades
Running out of time so you should know
Copped this one way out to Mexico
Cause you compress my soul and call it love
Girl
Girl
Only Nas
GREY LUH LYRICS
[Intro]
Come on now
Come down to the streets, man
We got every ting you need
The mango, the coconut, the lime
Please understand that this is the real ting, man
Berhana, berhana, berhana
Motherfuck you
[Verse 1]
Whiskey trickle down the suede
Close my tab and hit your place
Stumble through the swivel gates
Dap your doorman on the way
Golden elevator waits
3 bumps while it elevate
Forty stories up in space
Forty stories up in space
[Pre-Hook]
But I'm fiending for your energy
Snap out it when I'm sober
You used to be my lovely
But them lovely days is over
Over, over, over
[Hook]
Grey love
Hungover Sunday love
Come over, no, stay love
Maybe some day, day love
Grey love
Come over, no, stay love
Hungover Sunday love
Maybe some day, day
[Verse 2]
Sliding through your marble floors
Risky business, judgment warped
Solace in your innermost
But its all the same thing
Ask me why I'm always high
Roll up 'fore I answer why
You say that it's time I go
Flying forty stories down below
[Pre-Hook]
But I'm fiending for your energy
Snap out it when Im sober
You used to be my lovely
But them lovely days is over
Over, over, over
[Hook]
Grey love
Hungover Sunday love
Come over, no, stay love
Maybe some day, day love
Grey love
Come over, no, stay love
Hungover Sunday love
Maybe some day, day
[Verse 3]
(Day, Day)
Tell the sun to get dim lit, til wind hit
(Day, Day)
Crave the high when it blows
(Hey, Hey)
Steady, missing out on shit and you can't stand it
(Day, Day)
And on and on it goes
Goes
(Day)
Goes
Living life in a flashback
You backtrack
(Day, Day)
Miss the highs and the lows
(Day, Day)
Only check the weather when your hair did, damn it
(Hey, Hey)
And its all the same thing
Barricaded in your palisades
Running out of time so you should know
Copped this one way out to Mexico
Cause you compress my soul and call it love
Girl
Girl
Girl
Haya Al Sheikh
[Intro]
Come on now
Come down to the streets, man
We got every ting you need
The mango, the coconut, the lime
Please understand that this is the real ting, man
Berhana, berhana, berhana
Motherfuck you
[Verse 1]
Whiskey trickle down the suede
Close my tab and hit your place
Stumble through the swivel gates
Dap your doorman on the way
Golden elevator waits
3 bumps while it elevate
Forty stories up in space
Forty stories up in space
[Pre-Hook]
But I'm fiending for your energy
Snap out it when I'm sober
You used to be my lovely
But them lovely days is over
Over, over, over
[Hook]
Grey love
Hungover Sunday love
Come over, no, stay love
Maybe some day, day love
Grey love
Come over, no, stay love
Hungover Sunday love
Maybe some day, day
[Verse 2]
Sliding through your marble floors
Risky business, judgment warped
Solace in your innermost
But its all the same thing
Ask me why I'm always high
Roll up 'fore I answer why
You say that it's time I go
Flying forty stories down below
[Pre-Hook]
But I'm fiending for your energy
Snap out it when Im sober
You used to be my lovely
But them lovely days is over
Over, over, over
[Hook]
Grey love
Hungover Sunday love
Come over, no, stay love
Maybe some day, day love
Grey love
Come over, no, stay love
Hungover Sunday love
Maybe some day, day
[Verse 3]
(Day, Day)
Tell the sun to get dim lit, til wind hit
(Day, Day)
Crave the high when it blows
(Hey, Hey)
Steady, missing out on shit and you can't stand it
(Day, Day)
And on and on it goes
Goes
(Day)
Goes
Living life in a flashback
You backtrack
(Day, Day)
Miss the highs and the lows
(Day, Day)
Only check the weather when your hair did, damn it
(Hey, Hey)
And its all the same thing
Barricaded in your palisades
Running out of time so you should know
Copped this one way out to Mexico
Cause you compress my soul and call it love
Girl
Girl
Girl
AJ Reid
Can you believe tickets to see this man LIVE are only like $18?!? Completely underrated
Colby Greene
Sounds criminal
alexander alfonso
i went to see lil uzi it was 16 bucks like 5 years ago
Jo
Shocking. In the uk we don’t even get a show
Nissan Skyline
I wish he released music more often. This was my '16 jam.
Gabriel Menicucci
This song is absurdly underrated. Heard it the first time while travelling to LA, walking on the beach in Santa Monica by myself. Pure Magic.
Chris Paul3
this man is bouta preform at my university for homecoming for free!! i think the university is paying for him but I'm excited to see him on friday
Mischief Memoirs
Berhana always has beautiful visuals
Sonte
Mischief Memoirs tru. Ur concert vlogs is lit btw. I had to sub.
samba e bossa nova
Agreed.