Luyện nghe bài hát Tricks on Me

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

Big money shit, baby, I bought a new six, baby
Flintstone in my ears, pissed on my wrist,
This just mutilated, everything decapitated
on new relations, just gotta be brand related
Ain't no sellin' out, no tradin', so you gotta be gang
Pop this shit for my shottas incarcerated
Rockstar this shit, a street star, I stay in
Pop this shit, how you get the high maintenance one?
How she take my love and give it away like it ain't nothin' to her?
How you gon' judge my plugs, not take I never did off of me?
Hawaiian surfin' on the one to the PJ
I can just imagine the on Bankroll PJ
Murder murder, broad day, I got tears, I let 'em out
I can't take it, I take it no more, I'm 'bout to spaz out
I'm on deposits but I gotta have a stash house
I see you bein' greedy and I gotta my ass off
I chief on gas house, I pass 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 shit I control 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 tell you

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

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

Rockstar in this shit, like a popstar in this shit,
Tryna forget the way they did to Bankroll Fresh, gettin'
Seen his son at my little boy birthday party, it was
The streets of the ATL don't respect but shottas
Had to the other way, could be the other way
Hit Yung Mazi up, that was in the day
I popped two and I been 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 Hendrix but I'm not a guitarist (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 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 the elevator, greet my guests, baby
iPad high maintenance, everything's
Grapes and strawberries, nothing's got