Luyện nghe bài hát Tricks on Me

Just got a call my mom
Tellin' me the lawyer was sayin'
the lawsuit
I thought they had had that down,

Big shit, baby, I just bought a new six, baby
Flintstone in my ears, on my wrist, baby
song just mutilated, everything decapitated
Deep on new relations, just gotta be brand
Ain't no sellin' out, no tradin', so you gotta be gang
Pop this shit for my shottas incarcerated
Rockstar this shit, a star, I stay in Quentin
Pop this shit, how you get the high maintenance one?
How she gon' take my love and give it away like it nothin' to her?
How you gon' judge my plugs, not take I never did off of me?
Hawaiian on the thick one to the PJ
I can just the pain on Bankroll PJ
Murder murder, day, I got tears, I can't let 'em out
I can't take it, I can't take it no more, I'm 'bout to out
I'm good on but I gotta have a stash house
I see you bein' greedy and I work my ass off
I chief on gas house, until I out
in a Phantom, came with an umbrella
Survive the trenches, it's on me the day I walk it
Here came Pluto, I'ma drip all through it (Icy)
I was lettin' the shit I can't destroy me
It was too deep for you, baby, pardon me
I tried to treat that shit like a party
I'ma feel weak if I you sorry

be a genius, gotta be extraordinary
Gotta plant seeds, nigga, a florist
I'm Future but I'm not a guitarist
I could've be starvin', I'm

Maybe my mind playin' on me
Maybe my mind tricks on me
it be my ex playin' tricks on me?
Someone that's jealous playin' on me
Big shit, baby, I just bought a new PJ
Butler came with the elevator, greet my guests,
iPad high maintenance, everything's
Grapes and strawberries, nothing's got

Rockstar in this shit, like a popstar in this shit,
Tryna the way they did to Bankroll Fresh, gettin' harder
Seen his son at my little boy birthday party, it was
The of the ATL don't respect nothin' but shottas
Had to look the other way, could be the way
Hit Yung Mazi up, was in the broad day
I popped two Xans and I sleep all day
(Let's go, go)

I was lettin' the shit I can't destroy me
too deep for you, my nigga, pardon me
I'm Future Hendrix but I'm not a (Super)
I be starvin', I'm fortunate

Maybe my mind playin' on me (I'm so fuckin' hurt)
Maybe my mind playin' on me (Maybe my mind)
Could it be my ex tricks on me?
Someone that's jealous playin' on me (Someone that's jealous, I know, I know)
Big boss shit, baby, I just a new PJ
Butler came with the elevator, my guests, baby
iPad high maintenance, unordinary
and strawberries, nothing's got temporary