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Use A− / A+ para ajustar a leituraTricks on Me
YeahJust got a call from my momTellin' me what the lawyer was sayin'About the lawsuitI thought they had had that down, yeahBig money shit, baby, I just bought a new six, babyFlintstone in my ears, pissed on my wrist, babyThis song just mutilated, everything decapitatedDeep on new relations, just gotta be brand relatedAin't no sellin' out, no tradin', so you gotta be gang relatedPop stylin' this shit for my shottas incarceratedRockstar this shit, a street star, I stay in QuentinPop 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 PJI can just imagine the pain on Bankroll PJMurder murder, broad day, I got tears, I can't let 'em outI can't take it, I can't take it no more, I'm 'bout to spaz outI'm good on deposits but I gotta have a stash houseI see you bein' greedy and I gotta work my ass offI chief on gas house, until I pass outRollin' in a Phantom, came with an umbrellaSurvive the trenches, it's on me the day I walk through itHere done came Pluto, I'ma drip all through it (Icy)I was lettin' the shit I can't control destroy meIt was goin' too deep for you, baby, pardon meI tried to treat that shit just like a partyI'ma feel weak if I tell you sorryGotta be a genius, gotta be extraordinaryGotta plant seeds, nigga, like a floristI'm Future Hendrix but I'm not a guitaristI could've be starvin', I'm fortunateMaybe my mind playin' tricks on meMaybe my mind playin' tricks on meCould it be my ex playin' tricks on me?Someone that's jealous playin' tricks on meBig boss shit, baby, I just bought a new PJButler came with the elevator, greet my guests, babyiPad high maintenance, everything's unordinaryGrapes and strawberries, nothing's got temporaryRockstar in this shit, like a popstar in this shit, yeahTryna forget the way they did to Bankroll Fresh, gettin' harderSeen his son at my little boy birthday party, it was harderThe streets of the ATL don't respect nothin' but shottasHad to look the other way, could be the other wayHit Yung Mazi up, that was in the broad dayI 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 meEverything's too deep for you, my nigga, pardon meI'm Future Hendrix but I'm not a guitarist (Super)I could've be starvin', I'm fortunateMaybe 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 PJButler came with the elevator, greet my guests, babyiPad high maintenance, everything's unordinaryGrapes and strawberries, nothing's got temporary
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