Luyện nghe bài hát Tricks on Me

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

Big money shit, baby, I just bought a new six,
Flintstone in my ears, on my wrist, baby
song just mutilated, everything decapitated
Deep on new relations, just gotta be related
Ain't no out, no tradin', so you gotta 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 ain't nothin' to
How you gon' judge my plugs, not what I never did off of me?
surfin' 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 take it no more, I'm 'bout to spaz out
I'm good on deposits but I gotta have a stash
I see you bein' greedy and I gotta my ass off
I on gas house, until I pass out
Rollin' in a Phantom, came with an
the trenches, it's on me the day I walk 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 for you, baby, pardon me
I tried to treat that shit just like a
I'ma feel weak if I tell you

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

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

Rockstar in this shit, like a popstar in shit, yeah
Tryna forget the way they did to Bankroll Fresh, 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 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 Future Hendrix but I'm not a (Super)
I could've be starvin', I'm

Maybe my mind tricks on me (I'm so fuckin' hurt)
Maybe my mind tricks on me (Maybe my mind)
it be my ex playin' tricks on me?
Someone jealous playin' tricks 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, everything's
Grapes and strawberries, nothing's got