Luyện nghe bài hát Tricks on Me

Just got a from my mom
me what the lawyer was sayin'
About the
I thought they had had that down,

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

Gotta be a genius, gotta be
Gotta seeds, nigga, like a florist
I'm Future Hendrix but I'm not a
I could've be starvin', I'm

Maybe my mind playin' on me
Maybe my playin' tricks on me
Could it be my ex playin' on me?
Someone jealous playin' tricks on me
Big boss shit, baby, I bought a new PJ
Butler came with the elevator, greet my guests,
iPad high maintenance, everything's
Grapes and strawberries, got temporary

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

I was the shit I can't control destroy me
Everything's too for you, my nigga, pardon me
I'm Future but I'm not a guitarist (Super)
I be starvin', I'm fortunate

Maybe my mind tricks on me (I'm so fuckin' hurt)
Maybe my mind playin' on me (Maybe my mind)
Could it be my ex playin' on me?
that's jealous playin' tricks on me (Someone that's jealous, I know, I know)
Big shit, baby, I just bought a new PJ
Butler came with the elevator, greet my guests,
iPad high maintenance, unordinary
Grapes and strawberries, got temporary