Tricks on Me

Lyrics

Yeah
 ♪
 Just got a call from my mom
 Tellin' me what the lawyer was sayin'
 About the lawsuit
 ♪
 I thought they had had that down, yeah
 Big money shit, baby, I just bought a new six, baby
 Flintstone in my ears, pissed on my wrist, baby
 This song just mutilated, everything decapitated
 Deep on new relations, just gotta be brand related
 Ain't no sellin' out, no tradin', so you gotta be gang related
 Pop stylin' this shit for my shottas incarcerated
 Rockstar this shit, a street star, I stay in Quentin
 Pop stylin' this shit, how you get the high maintenance one?
 How she gon' take my love and give it away like it ain't nothin' to her?
 How you gon' judge my plugs, not take what I never did off of me?
 Hawaiian surfin' on the thick one to the PJ
 I can just imagine the pain on Bankroll PJ
 Murder 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 spaz out
 I'm good on deposits but I gotta have a stash house
 I see you bein' greedy and I gotta work my ass off
 I chief on gas house, until I pass out
 Rollin' in a Phantom, came with an umbrella
 Survive the trenches, it's on me the day I walk through it
 Here done came Pluto, I'ma drip all through it (Icy)
 I was lettin' the shit I can't control destroy me
 It was goin' too deep for you, baby, pardon me
 I tried to treat that shit just like a party
 I'ma feel weak if I tell you sorry
 Gotta be a genius, gotta be extraordinary
 Gotta plant seeds, nigga, like a florist
 I'm Future Hendrix but I'm not a guitarist
 I could've be starvin', I'm fortunate
 Maybe my mind playin' tricks on me
 Maybe my mind playin' tricks on me
 Could it be my ex playin' tricks on me?
 Someone that's jealous playin' tricks on me
 Big boss shit, baby, I just bought a new PJ
 Butler came with the elevator, greet my guests, baby
 iPad high maintenance, everything's unordinary
 Grapes and strawberries, nothing's got temporary
 Rockstar in this shit, like a popstar in this shit, yeah
 Tryna forget the way they did to Bankroll Fresh, gettin' harder
 Seen his son at my little boy birthday party, it was harder
 The streets of the ATL don't respect nothin' but shottas
 Had to look the other way, could be the other way
 Hit Yung Mazi up, that was in the broad day
 I popped two Xans and I been sleep all day
 (Let's go, let's go)
 I was lettin' the shit I can't control destroy me
 Everything's too deep for you, my nigga, pardon me
 I'm Future Hendrix but I'm not a guitarist (Super)
 I could've be starvin', I'm fortunate
 Maybe my mind playin' tricks on me (I'm so fuckin' hurt)
 Maybe my mind playin' tricks on me (Maybe my mind)
 Could it be my ex playin' tricks on me?
 Someone that's jealous playin' tricks on me (Someone that's jealous, I know, I know)
 Big boss shit, baby, I just bought a new PJ
 Butler came with the elevator, greet my guests, baby
 iPad high maintenance, everything's unordinary
 Grapes and strawberries, nothing's got temporary
 
 Yeah
 ♪
 Just got a call from my mom
 Tellin' me what the lawyer was sayin'
 About the lawsuit
 ♪
 I thought they had had that down, yeah
 Big money shit, baby, I just bought a new six, baby
 Flintstone in my ears, pissed on my wrist, baby
 This song just mutilated, everything decapitated
 Deep on new relations, just gotta be brand related
 Ain't no sellin' out, no tradin', so you gotta be gang related
 Pop stylin' this shit for my shottas incarcerated
 Rockstar this shit, a street star, I stay in Quentin
 Pop stylin' this shit, how you get the high maintenance one?
 How she gon' take my love and give it away like it ain't nothin' to her?
 How you gon' judge my plugs, not take what I never did off of me?
 Hawaiian surfin' on the thick one to the PJ
 I can just imagine the pain on Bankroll PJ
 Murder 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 spaz out
 I'm good on deposits but I gotta have a stash house
 I see you bein' greedy and I gotta work my ass off
 I chief on gas house, until I pass out
 Rollin' in a Phantom, came with an umbrella
 Survive the trenches, it's on me the day I walk through it
 Here done came Pluto, I'ma drip all through it (Icy)
 I was lettin' the shit I can't control destroy me
 It was goin' too deep for you, baby, pardon me
 I tried to treat that shit just like a party
 I'ma feel weak if I tell you sorry
 Gotta be a genius, gotta be extraordinary
 Gotta plant seeds, nigga, like a florist
 I'm Future Hendrix but I'm not a guitarist
 I could've be starvin', I'm fortunate
 Maybe my mind playin' tricks on me
 Maybe my mind playin' tricks on me
 Could it be my ex playin' tricks on me?
 Someone that's jealous playin' tricks on me
 Big boss shit, baby, I just bought a new PJ
 Butler came with the elevator, greet my guests, baby
 iPad high maintenance, everything's unordinary
 Grapes and strawberries, nothing's got temporary
 Rockstar in this shit, like a popstar in this shit, yeah
 Tryna forget the way they did to Bankroll Fresh, gettin' harder
 Seen his son at my little boy birthday party, it was harder
 The streets of the ATL don't respect nothin' but shottas
 Had to look the other way, could be the other way
 Hit Yung Mazi up, that was in the broad day
 I popped two Xans and I been sleep all day
 (Let's go, let's go)
 I was lettin' the shit I can't control destroy me
 Everything's too deep for you, my nigga, pardon me
 I'm Future Hendrix but I'm not a guitarist (Super)
 I could've be starvin', I'm fortunate
 Maybe my mind playin' tricks on me (I'm so fuckin' hurt)
 Maybe my mind playin' tricks on me (Maybe my mind)
 Could it be my ex playin' tricks on me?
 Someone that's jealous playin' tricks on me (Someone that's jealous, I know, I know)
 Big boss shit, baby, I just bought a new PJ
 Butler came with the elevator, greet my guests, baby
 iPad high maintenance, everything's unordinary
 Grapes and strawberries, nothing's got temporary
 
 Yeah
 ♪
 Just got a call from my mom
 Tellin' me what the lawyer was sayin'
 About the lawsuit
 ♪
 I thought they had had that down, yeah
 Big money shit, baby, I just bought a new six, baby
 Flintstone in my ears, pissed on my wrist, baby
 This song just mutilated, everything decapitated
 Deep on new relations, just gotta be brand related
 Ain't no sellin' out, no tradin', so you gotta be gang related
 Pop stylin' this shit for my shottas incarcerated
 Rockstar this shit, a street star, I stay in Quentin
 Pop stylin' this shit, how you get the high maintenance one?
 How she gon' take my love and give it away like it ain't nothin' to her?
 How you gon' judge my plugs, not take what I never did off of me?
 Hawaiian surfin' on the thick one to the PJ
 I can just imagine the pain on Bankroll PJ
 Murder 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 spaz out
 I'm good on deposits but I gotta have a stash house
 I see you bein' greedy and I gotta work my ass off
 I chief on gas house, until I pass out
 Rollin' in a Phantom, came with an umbrella
 Survive the trenches, it's on me the day I walk through it
 Here done came Pluto, I'ma drip all through it (Icy)
 I was lettin' the shit I can't control destroy me
 It was goin' too deep for you, baby, pardon me
 I tried to treat that shit just like a party
 I'ma feel weak if I tell you sorry
 Gotta be a genius, gotta be extraordinary
 Gotta plant seeds, nigga, like a florist
 I'm Future Hendrix but I'm not a guitarist
 I could've be starvin', I'm fortunate
 Maybe my mind playin' tricks on me
 Maybe my mind playin' tricks on me
 Could it be my ex playin' tricks on me?
 Someone that's jealous playin' tricks on me
 Big boss shit, baby, I just bought a new PJ
 Butler came with the elevator, greet my guests, baby
 iPad high maintenance, everything's unordinary
 Grapes and strawberries, nothing's got temporary
 Rockstar in this shit, like a popstar in this shit, yeah
 Tryna forget the way they did to Bankroll Fresh, gettin' harder
 Seen his son at my little boy birthday party, it was harder
 The streets of the ATL don't respect nothin' but shottas
 Had to look the other way, could be the other way
 Hit Yung Mazi up, that was in the broad day
 I popped two Xans and I been sleep all day
 (Let's go, let's go)
 I was lettin' the shit I can't control destroy me
 Everything's too deep for you, my nigga, pardon me
 I'm Future Hendrix but I'm not a guitarist (Super)
 I could've be starvin', I'm fortunate
 Maybe my mind playin' tricks on me (I'm so fuckin' hurt)
 Maybe my mind playin' tricks on me (Maybe my mind)
 Could it be my ex playin' tricks on me?
 Someone that's jealous playin' tricks on me (Someone that's jealous, I know, I know)
 Big boss shit, baby, I just bought a new PJ
 Butler came with the elevator, greet my guests, baby
 iPad high maintenance, everything's unordinary
 Grapes and strawberries, nothing's got temporary
 

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Duration
04:22
Key
8
Tempo
140 BPM

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