Lyrics:
tricks
Maybe one day you'll understand
Plasma pumping from my ventricles
Neurons in my limbs like tentacles
Camoflauge like a cephalopod
Till my body parts
[Chorus]
Now, walk in, I'm the grown man that you figure to trick
But I'm feelin' your dress, girl and lovin' your hips
But I'm buggin' off this, "Why you
the judge I'm in danger
And that's why I had that fo'-five with one in the chamber
Fuck the world
(They tryna say that I don't care)
I woke up screamin,
the back with the dick then
Make sure while they don't know throw a trick in
Keep yours eyes on Nich-en
'Cause we stickin' the Bic in, any sick then
Because
Bitch-ass nigga, ho-ass nigga (suu)
Trick asshole, oh
Jealous ass, envy ol'
Broke, man, fuck-ass nigga
I'm fully embedded, still building up leverage
I'm
real dry
Shoo this shit, had to be the cutest bitch
I seen in a long time and I don't do this shit, like
Runnin' up on hoes, what up ma, I'm X
Cause
a chess board
If yah wanna go to war, gotta bring yah best sword
I feel like I'm going crazy, like I need a psych ward
Think my mind playing tricks on me
Oh
Trapped in these feelings
I could lose everything
She's the reason I do everything I do
My mind is screamin'
Feels like I'm pulled between
soon
You gon see
Yeah I'm blinded by passion
Sometimes I can't see
But I keep my head down
Right now this shit discrete (I'm working hard)
And at least I
nigga
Plugged in, I'm connected like a bra strap
Nigga watch your motherfuckin' mouth or
Get your jaw tapped, nigga
We with all that, nigga
Better fall
run it back
Run it back my niggas
Run it back
Running it back like I'm in the NFL
Saquon, CMC, LaDanian as well
The devil called upon me so I'm giving
in my hole, D-N-D's on my phone
Don't text me, you don't call anyway
I'm just here to stay and pretend it's A-OK
To find a better place, where it's all
side lookin'
All the fiends love us they
Buy whatever vibe I'm pushin'
I kill shit don't do no idolizing
I looked your idol in the eyе after
I iced him
you stronger
Graduation holy water take the wings off I'm a monster
In the jungle yeaa im starving
Who gon run they 5 and start em?
That's that bubble
fucked up
I would be the big willy nigga with my feet up
But I'm in the field killin' for a meal
Around fake hoes talkin' about they keep it real
Stepped up in the spot looking like I kicked the door down
Yeen know a nigga that lit bitch you know now
Niggas on they feelin cuz I'm bout to take
Stepped up in the spot looking like I kicked the door down
Yeen know a nigga that lit bitch you know now
Niggas on they feelin cuz I'm bout to take
out
Feeling sad that I'm sorry that I'm angry I'm stressed out
Are you impressed now, hey
I've got this pit in my stomach
And it's bout time I confront
R.I.P. B.I.G.
Uhh uhh think I'm gonna..
[R. Kelly]
I'm gonna get into you (get in too deep)
I want to get into you (get in too deep)
want
yeah
For a long long time
Baby just stay by my side
I just need some more time
Used to make two k in a week selling drugs
Now a thousand in a month while
and we can times that by two
Achoo
Allergic to this money this that gourmet fondue
Cheese in different currencies I'm doing me so mind you
Imma pop off
of Vegas butt-naked in a ditch
(That's right) By now you can see that I'm global
Slappin MC's for the dreams that they sold you
And all the false
him you reciting my letters
I'm in your head it's alright
You with him while I'm keeping my cheddar
Don't come back when I start signing records
That
You not a king
Not even a prince
Rappin on this beat
Feel like I'm in Detroit, Michigan
But I'm from Dallas nigga
Hood citizen
You wanna drive that car
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