Lyrics:
tricks fa me
Cuz he know That I'm a Dime piece
Yeah
She said let's not talk about it
Let's just talk about some dough
Yeah I got some in my pocket
I'm just
fragrance
You should know by now that I don't play tricks
Red pill or blue pill I'm living in the matrix
Gotta take a little breather I need a break
You're
Ghana to Toronto oh yeah
Heavenly made heavily loaded
The image of God embedded in me
Christ my identity no ID's
I'm walking through the valleys
[Nickelus F: speaking]
Niggas in the city hatin' me man they trippin'
When I'm the only one that's really spittin'
My nigga Lil Lee the only one
girls bickerin, got these women jockin me from heartlake road tuh pickerin.
I tried tuh send my nigga shorts, I'm certefied in michigan but my connects
by accident
I had a purpose and that purpose was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this shit
I'm
hoes mad
I'm that fly chick all these lames wish they had
Big ol booty, make him trick off all his cash
Keep em' in 2 bags, his feelings and his cash
look like Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million first week, man, I guess I'm a optimist
Born in Toronto, but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted
making ends
Cause even when your bitch wants to trick around
You know the moneys got you safe and sound
Now i'm bout to take it back to 84
I’m walkin with the shadows
I’m in and out of mind
I’m rollin up the windows
I’m runnin out of time
So tell me what you want aye
Tell me what you see
blind-side and from reading a script
'Cause I am seduced by reaction and under the influence
I'm slipping again
I'm up to old tricks off my wagon
I have
in Toronto
On the Lakeshore, by the condo
I would give it to you, never for sale
And she from the East, gotta meet at Yorkdale
Shawty, when we meet,
to me, I can just read your mind
You think I'm so caught up in where I am right now
Uh, but believe I remember it all
I be with my nigga Chubbs, he in
that fuckin' door in
Don't pray for me, pray for all of my enemies I'm too real, too raw for the industry
No flaws 2k rank me I'm like 99 No flaws, 2k
at age 11
I saw Joe Carter get the home-run in '93, we won the World Series
Fast forward, Vince Carter, 360 jam at ACC
Every day I walk by the CBC
Over
show you magic trick
I'm a let you have this stick
I'll show you magic tricks
I'm a let you have this stick
I need that wap in the morning
the trick dice
And I left her ass on read, even though it was enticin'
I ain't married yet, so it's rocky on my right hand
And I'm on stage by myself,
got that work, got bitches in my condo
Just bought a shirt that cost a Mercedes-Benz car note
From the A to Toronto, we let the metal go off
And my
window
It's just as sad in Paris
As it is sad in Toronto
I think I'm gonna hate you by the time we reach the east side
Crying at the Metropolitan
Trudging
Don't wanna hear the hoes say nothin
Leave you on my table
You the turkey
Imma stuff-IN
I want all the treats
I'm good on all the tricks
She's out
gonna lose ya
I'm gonna give you the slip, a slip of the lip or another
I'm gonna lose ya, I'm gonna trick ya, I'll trick ya trick ya
One way
Tyson
Aiming for the Lam but the drive by’s in a Camry
Gotta leave Toronto for now I’m in Miami 
Why these niggas hating on me? I do my own shit
Why they
all over the world
I'm in New York at the Puerto Rican Day Parade
Then at night, I'm in New Orleans drinkin' hand grenades
Outnumbered by
world we would all be rich
Hating on me I'll dissolve your clique
Two tone Rolex on my wrist
In a battlefield I'm a soldier, trick
Life is what you make
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