Luyện nghe bài hát Tricks on Me

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

Big money shit, baby, I bought a new six, baby
Flintstone in my ears, on my wrist, baby
song just mutilated, everything decapitated
Deep on new relations, just be brand related
Ain't no sellin' out, no tradin', so you be gang related
Pop stylin' this shit for my incarcerated
Rockstar this shit, a star, I stay in Quentin
Pop stylin' this shit, how you get the maintenance one?
How she gon' take my love and give it away like it nothin' to her?
How you judge my plugs, not take what I never did off of me?
surfin' on the thick one to the PJ
I can just imagine the pain on PJ
Murder murder, day, I got tears, I can't 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, until I out
Rollin' in a Phantom, came with an
Survive the trenches, it's on me the day I through it
Here done came Pluto, I'ma all through it (Icy)
I was lettin' the I can't control destroy me
It was goin' too for you, baby, pardon me
I tried to treat that shit just like a
I'ma feel weak if I you sorry

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

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

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

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

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 tricks on me?
that's jealous playin' tricks on me (Someone that's jealous, I know, I know)
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