Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cheating To Win, artist - Kur. Date of issue: 22.02.2024
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cheating To Win |
| You know I been tryna find you like a payphone |
| You know if you call, I’m on the way home |
| You know I been tryna find you like a payphone |
| You know if you call, I’m on the way home |
| Although we can see sunshine, it might keep me far away |
| (Ooh, J Sparkz, it’s the beat for me) |
| Ayy, real talk |
| I know these niggas ain’t hatin' on me for no reason, I know it’s a reason, |
| let me say the reason (Yeah) |
| They might not ever see it how I see it |
| Now I fuck bitches, she was European (Huh?) |
| They might not ever be at where I be at |
| Think it’s crustaceans where we 'bout to eat at (Ayo) |
| Can’t feel my instincts, that was where my feet at (Real talk) |
| Left her inside the room, I said I’d be back |
| She told me grab a bottle and a three-pack (Okay) |
| I drop for the streets and I wait for the feedback (Yeah) |
| And whether the comments is good or bad, I need that (True) |
| Ain’t nobody bringin' the streets back (Yeah) |
| Numbers was low, couldn’t beat that (Wow) |
| They cheatin' to win, I ain’t cheat back (Come on) |
| And you can’t do your dirt where you sleep at (Ew) |
| Life throwin' me punches, I eat that (Ah) |
| But I know I’m the one, I believe that (Real talk, come on) |
| If I’m makin' a promise, I keep that (Yeah) |
| I told you I’m bringin' the streets back (Wow) |
| I looked at my bro, I’m like, «We back» (True that) |
| He looked at me back, he like, «Let's go» (Yeah) |
| It’s some shit you gotta just let go (Come on) |
| I was right with my man pushin' XO (Ayy) |
| I done trapped in the cold, I had strep throat (Ayy) |
| I got groupies lined up at my next show (Come on) |
| From a hoopty, I need me a Lam' truck |
| Motivated, no hatin', if I can’t get it, then I tell myself, «Get your bands up» |
| (Ayy) |
| I could’ve sat down, but I’ll stand up (Come on) |
| I take care the fam, I had manned up (Real talk) |
| I’m eatin' lamb, but it used to be canned goods, I remember that damn stuff (Ah) |
| Can’t believe I’m gettin' fan love (Come on) |
| I’m sure they don’t know they the reason I got me this house and I’m puttin' my |
| fam up (True) |
| I’m sure they don’t know they the reason I always locked in, so I never got |
| jammed up (Uh) |
| A lot of these bitches, you can’t trust |
| I know if I ain’t have all the grams tucked, they was gon' try and put me in |
| handcuffs (What?) |
| I miss granny sayin', «Pull your pants up» (What?) |
| I hear Remo sayin', «Take a chance, cuz» (Come on, real talk) |
| And I did it |
| You know I been tryna find you like a payphone (And I did it, and I did it, |
| and I did it, and I did it, and I did it) |
| You know if you call, I’m on the way home (And I did it, and I did it, |
| and I did it, and I did it, and I did it) |
| You know I been tryna find you like a payphone (I did it, did it, did it) |
| You know if you call, I’m on the way home (And I did it, did it, real talk, uh) |
| 79 dropped and he woke up the streets |
| They left me dry and they woke up a beast (Ah) |
| It be your pride how you end up in beef (Come on) |
| Back on my grind and I’m off of the leash (Yeah) |
| Niggas, they sat in my face and they ate, wasn’t much on my plate, |
| they ain’t offer to me (Come on) |
| Easy to say it, it’s harder to be (Yeah) |
| Easy, I miss you, I do this for you and I’m still in here tryna be all I can be |
| (Easy) |
| Name one nigga that’s harder than me (Ah) |
| Too many bitches I had on they knees |
| I’m in some Rick cargos, they look like capris |
| I’m tryna go out for a breeze (Wow) |
| Niggas can’t touch me, I’m outta they league (Come on) |
| Got it back when I ran out of the cheese (Real talk) |
| Tryna be legit 'cause I’m tired of the streets (Young) |
| Looked at my man like I barely could eat (Young) |
| Ain’t checkin' for them, they was lookin' for me (Young) |
| Walkin' in tall, 'bout to have me a feast |
| Chicken kebabs, I got that with a drink (Ayy) |
| I’m with the mob, I put that on the gang (Come on) |
| 'Member that time, wasn’t much to my name (Real talk) |
| And remember it burnt me, I played with the flame (Come on) |
| That bitch, she hurt me, I felt like a lame |
| Too many 30s I’m poppin', I feel like I’m noddin', I feel like I’m goin' insane |
| (Damn) |
| Some of these scars ain’t goin' away (Come on, real talk) |
| I’m makin' my mark in this game to stay |
| I’m playin' my part no matter what get in the way |
| You know I been tryna find you like a payphone |
| You know if you call, I’m on the way home |
| You know I been tryna find you like a payphone |
| You know if you call, I’m on the way home |