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Luh Tyler - Gotta Lose To Win / What you Think Now Lyrics



Luh Tyler - Gotta Lose To Win / What you Think Now Lyrics




[Gotta Lose To Win]

(Godlow on the track)
Yeah, ayy (Yeah)

Feel like sometimes, you gotta fail just to end up winnin' (On God)
Feel like sometimes, they don't even care how a nigga feelin' (No cap)
I hope everybody doin' well, standin' on that business (How y'all doin'?)
Tell all my cousins in Lake Wales that I f*ckin' miss 'em (I miss y'all ass)
I told that bitch to keep it real, but she ain't f*ckin' listen (She ain't listen)
They say they real, whole time they fake, you better not trust these bitches (Don't trust these bitchеs)
Florida boy, I got that pape', went to go see the dеntist (Skii)
They say they love you, but they wouldn't have changed if they really had meant it (Yeah)

Young nigga jumped inside the game and made it up out the city
No, I don't really care for all this fame, but I guess this what come with it (I guess)
Niggas mad I got this guap, they wish that I was poor (I was poor)
Won't let 'em trick me out my spot, no, I ain't fallin' for it (I ain't fallin' for it)
Ridin' 'round, my brodie keep like thirty shots or more (Frrah)
I ball on niggas, treat this shit somethin' like a sport (On God)
They love me now, but when I was broke, nobody ain't show support
Yeah (Ayy)

I want mama in a mansion (Yeah)
I want all my niggas winnin' (Yeah)
I want all my diamonds dancin' (Ice)
I want shawty out her panties (Yeah, yeah, ayy)
I don't know why you niggas just can't stand me (Can't stand me)
I'm just tryna put on for my family (For my family, ayy)
I ain't been broke in a minute (In a minute)
Lately, I been runnin' up these digits (These digits)
Took a couple losses, now we winnin' (Yeah, yeah, ayy)
Took a couple losses, now we winnin' (Now we winnin')
Took a couple shots and now I'm spinnin' (Now I'm spinnin')
I hope God forgive me for the sinnin' (For the sinnin')

Feel like sometimes, you gotta fail just to end up winnin' (Yeah)
Feel like sometimes, they don't even care how a nigga feelin' (Nah, they don't care)
I hope everybody doin' well, standin' on that business (On God)
Tell all my cousins in Lake Wales that I f*ckin' miss 'em (I miss y'all bad)
I told that bitch to keep it real, but she ain't f*ckin' listen (She ain't listen)
They say they real, whole time they fake, you better not trust these bitches (Don't trust these bitches)
Florida boy, I got that pape', went to go see the dentist (Skii)
They say they love you, but they wouldn't have changed if they really had meant it

[What You Think Now]

Look, ayy
Skii
Man, you know what it is, man, Mr. Skii checkin' in, you feel me?
Yeah
Ayy
Gang, nigga
Ayy, listen here, check me out, check me out (Godlow on the track)

I done put in all this work, now it finally paid off (Yeah)
Sometimes, I be feelin' down, I ain't gon' lie, them days hard
Blind to all the bullshit, I kinda feel like Ray Charles (Damn)
I told my dog that life's a gamble, he say he don't play cards (What?)
I just made a cool twenty-piece off like eight bars (Damn)
Bro push the pedal to the metal like we in a race car (Skrrt)
All my diamonds wet as hell, they somethin' like a raindrop (Ice)
They ain't think the kid would be shit, wonder what they think now (Yeah)

This 'za got my eyes low as hell like I'm from Shanghai
Call me Mr. Take Your Ho, I make you tell your main bye (Damn)
You niggas cannot f*ck with me, I'm sorry, I just can't lie (On God)
Keep it P, I play it cool, ain't never been no lame guy (No cap)
In the booth, I'm high as hell 'cause I been rollin' straight 'za (Straight 'za, nigga)
Nigga, you ain't smokin' gas, boy, I can tell you ain't high (You ain't high)
Thought that nigga was my dog, like how the f*ck you change out? (How the f*ck you change out, man?)
I put you in position, how the f*ck you change on me? (That's crazy)
Late nights, I'm up thinkin', put my pain on beats (On God)
This shit get real up in the field, you better put on your cleats (On your cleats)
I been goin' HAM for real, I'm stayin' up out the beef (Up out the beef)
All this water on me, look like I jumped out the sea (Ice, ice)
I don't really like to talk 'til I jump on the beat (On God)
She just 'round 'cause I got cheese, lil' bitch, get off my meat (Get off my meat)
Shawty f*ck with Mr. Skii, she keep him on repeat (Skii)

I done put in all this work, now it finally paid off (Yeah)
Sometimes, I be feelin' down, I ain't gon' lie, them days hard (Oh yeah)
Blind to all the bullshit, I kinda feel like Ray Charles (Yeah)
I told my dog that life's a gamble, he say he don't play cards
I just made a cool twenty-piece off like eight bars (Yeah)
Bro push the pedal to the metal like we in a race car (Skrrt)
All my diamonds wet as hell, they somethin' like a raindrop (Ice)
They ain't think the kid would be shit, wonder what they think now (Yeah)

I wonder what they think now, yeah, nigga
Ayy
All that talkin' down, I proved you niggas wrong, though, nigga
Yeah, skii
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[Gotta Lose To Win]

(Godlow on the track)
Yeah, ayy (Yeah)

Feel like sometimes, you gotta fail just to end up winnin' (On God)
Feel like sometimes, they don't even care how a nigga feelin' (No cap)
I hope everybody doin' well, standin' on that business (How y'all doin'?)
Tell all my cousins in Lake Wales that I f*ckin' miss 'em (I miss y'all ass)
I told that bitch to keep it real, but she ain't f*ckin' listen (She ain't listen)
They say they real, whole time they fake, you better not trust these bitches (Don't trust these bitchеs)
Florida boy, I got that pape', went to go see the dеntist (Skii)
They say they love you, but they wouldn't have changed if they really had meant it (Yeah)

Young nigga jumped inside the game and made it up out the city
No, I don't really care for all this fame, but I guess this what come with it (I guess)
Niggas mad I got this guap, they wish that I was poor (I was poor)
Won't let 'em trick me out my spot, no, I ain't fallin' for it (I ain't fallin' for it)
Ridin' 'round, my brodie keep like thirty shots or more (Frrah)
I ball on niggas, treat this shit somethin' like a sport (On God)
They love me now, but when I was broke, nobody ain't show support
Yeah (Ayy)

I want mama in a mansion (Yeah)
I want all my niggas winnin' (Yeah)
I want all my diamonds dancin' (Ice)
I want shawty out her panties (Yeah, yeah, ayy)
I don't know why you niggas just can't stand me (Can't stand me)
I'm just tryna put on for my family (For my family, ayy)
I ain't been broke in a minute (In a minute)
Lately, I been runnin' up these digits (These digits)
Took a couple losses, now we winnin' (Yeah, yeah, ayy)
Took a couple losses, now we winnin' (Now we winnin')
Took a couple shots and now I'm spinnin' (Now I'm spinnin')
I hope God forgive me for the sinnin' (For the sinnin')

Feel like sometimes, you gotta fail just to end up winnin' (Yeah)
Feel like sometimes, they don't even care how a nigga feelin' (Nah, they don't care)
I hope everybody doin' well, standin' on that business (On God)
Tell all my cousins in Lake Wales that I f*ckin' miss 'em (I miss y'all bad)
I told that bitch to keep it real, but she ain't f*ckin' listen (She ain't listen)
They say they real, whole time they fake, you better not trust these bitches (Don't trust these bitches)
Florida boy, I got that pape', went to go see the dentist (Skii)
They say they love you, but they wouldn't have changed if they really had meant it

[What You Think Now]

Look, ayy
Skii
Man, you know what it is, man, Mr. Skii checkin' in, you feel me?
Yeah
Ayy
Gang, nigga
Ayy, listen here, check me out, check me out (Godlow on the track)

I done put in all this work, now it finally paid off (Yeah)
Sometimes, I be feelin' down, I ain't gon' lie, them days hard
Blind to all the bullshit, I kinda feel like Ray Charles (Damn)
I told my dog that life's a gamble, he say he don't play cards (What?)
I just made a cool twenty-piece off like eight bars (Damn)
Bro push the pedal to the metal like we in a race car (Skrrt)
All my diamonds wet as hell, they somethin' like a raindrop (Ice)
They ain't think the kid would be shit, wonder what they think now (Yeah)

This 'za got my eyes low as hell like I'm from Shanghai
Call me Mr. Take Your Ho, I make you tell your main bye (Damn)
You niggas cannot f*ck with me, I'm sorry, I just can't lie (On God)
Keep it P, I play it cool, ain't never been no lame guy (No cap)
In the booth, I'm high as hell 'cause I been rollin' straight 'za (Straight 'za, nigga)
Nigga, you ain't smokin' gas, boy, I can tell you ain't high (You ain't high)
Thought that nigga was my dog, like how the f*ck you change out? (How the f*ck you change out, man?)
I put you in position, how the f*ck you change on me? (That's crazy)
Late nights, I'm up thinkin', put my pain on beats (On God)
This shit get real up in the field, you better put on your cleats (On your cleats)
I been goin' HAM for real, I'm stayin' up out the beef (Up out the beef)
All this water on me, look like I jumped out the sea (Ice, ice)
I don't really like to talk 'til I jump on the beat (On God)
She just 'round 'cause I got cheese, lil' bitch, get off my meat (Get off my meat)
Shawty f*ck with Mr. Skii, she keep him on repeat (Skii)

I done put in all this work, now it finally paid off (Yeah)
Sometimes, I be feelin' down, I ain't gon' lie, them days hard (Oh yeah)
Blind to all the bullshit, I kinda feel like Ray Charles (Yeah)
I told my dog that life's a gamble, he say he don't play cards
I just made a cool twenty-piece off like eight bars (Yeah)
Bro push the pedal to the metal like we in a race car (Skrrt)
All my diamonds wet as hell, they somethin' like a raindrop (Ice)
They ain't think the kid would be shit, wonder what they think now (Yeah)

I wonder what they think now, yeah, nigga
Ayy
All that talkin' down, I proved you niggas wrong, though, nigga
Yeah, skii
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