Luyện nghe bài hát Tricks on Me

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

Big money shit, baby, I just bought a new six,
Flintstone in my ears, pissed on my wrist,
This song just mutilated, 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 incarcerated
Rockstar this shit, a street star, I in Quentin
Pop stylin' this shit, how you get the high maintenance
How she gon' take my love and give it away like it nothin' to her?
How you gon' judge my plugs, not take what I did off of me?
Hawaiian 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 take it, I can't take it no more, I'm 'bout to out
I'm good on deposits but I have a stash house
I see you bein' greedy and I work my ass off
I on gas house, until I pass out
Rollin' in a Phantom, came with an
Survive the trenches, it's on me the day I walk it
Here came Pluto, I'ma drip all through it (Icy)
I was lettin' the I can't control destroy me
It was too deep for you, baby, pardon me
I tried to treat that shit just like a
I'ma weak if I tell you sorry

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

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

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

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

Maybe my mind playin' tricks on me (I'm so 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 bought a new PJ
Butler came the elevator, greet my guests, baby
iPad high maintenance, unordinary
Grapes and strawberries, got temporary