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 just mutilated, everything decapitated
on new relations, just gotta be brand related
Ain't no sellin' out, no tradin', so you gotta be related
Pop stylin' this shit for my incarcerated
Rockstar this shit, a street star, I in Quentin
Pop stylin' this shit, how you get the high maintenance
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?
surfin' on the thick one to the PJ
I can just imagine the pain on PJ
murder, broad day, I got tears, I can't let 'em out
I can't it, I can't take it no more, I'm 'bout to spaz out
I'm good on deposits but I gotta a stash house
I see you bein' and I gotta work 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
done came Pluto, I'ma drip all through it (Icy)
I was lettin' the shit I can't destroy me
It was too deep for you, baby, pardon me
I tried to treat that shit just a party
I'ma feel weak if I you sorry

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

my mind playin' tricks on me
Maybe my playin' tricks 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
Butler came with the elevator, greet my guests,
iPad high maintenance, unordinary
Grapes and strawberries, got temporary

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

I was lettin' the I can't control destroy me
Everything's too deep for you, my nigga, 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 playin' on me (Maybe my mind)
Could it be my ex tricks on me?
Someone that's jealous 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 maintenance, everything's unordinary
and strawberries, nothing's got temporary