Luyện nghe bài hát Tricks on Me

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

Big money shit, baby, I just bought a new six,
in my ears, pissed on my wrist, baby
This song mutilated, everything decapitated
Deep on new relations, just gotta be brand
Ain't no sellin' out, no tradin', so you gotta be gang
Pop stylin' this shit for my shottas
Rockstar this shit, a star, I stay in Quentin
Pop stylin' this shit, how you get the maintenance one?
How she gon' my love and give it away like it ain't nothin' to her?
How you gon' judge my plugs, not take what I did off of me?
surfin' on the thick one to the PJ
I can imagine 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 work my ass off
I chief on gas house, I pass out
in a Phantom, came with an umbrella
Survive the trenches, it's on me the day I walk it
Here done came Pluto, I'ma drip all it (Icy)
I was lettin' the shit I can't destroy me
It was goin' too for you, baby, pardon me
I tried to that shit just like a party
I'ma weak if I tell you sorry

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

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

Rockstar in this shit, like a popstar in this shit,
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 respect nothin' but
Had to look the other way, could be the 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 I can't control destroy me
Everything's too for you, my nigga, pardon me
I'm Future Hendrix but I'm not a (Super)
I be starvin', I'm fortunate

my mind playin' tricks on me (I'm so fuckin' hurt)
Maybe my playin' 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 shit, baby, I just bought a new PJ
came with the elevator, greet my guests, baby
iPad high maintenance, unordinary
and strawberries, nothing's got temporary