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Sure if u tricken dont Trick to Cheap 
If u clicken then clique 2 Deep Stay low key n be wit Females
You wit yo nigga only 1 of yall can be frail 
I pick

Realizin' my dreams

Kissin' the pacific sky
The purple haze brain remain open
To changin' tides
I desire knowledge by nature
Word to Aristotle
My nature's

featherweight
Want my section full
We came from section 8
Buy it by the gram
And stuffing cellophane
Looking for a deal
They was selling fame
Feelings in my

hearing me lately
With all that tuning and shit
Mother fuckers said they want that old Ky back
(To be honest I don't even think I'm ready if they ready,

huggies
Never been a trick you ain't getting nothin from me
Stepping in my Ricks just a lil something something
Hunnids in abundance
Like a bungee got it

but lack of the talent.
Your minds are barren. What now you expect me for telling? Huh?
My songs are real, made by myself.
After being performed

if i go down
Why would I wife a bitch, known by the whole town
Go rounds, know I keep em coming like the bartender
Hoe think I'm a trick for the pussy,

For my birthday you gifted me
A break up
I thought it was a hat trick
Then I realized
It wasn't April fools
You really didn't want me
You wanted

by ki ki ki
Yea she a freak freak freak
Ain't shit sweet like trick or treat treat treat
She back it up like Beep beep beep
Short temper yea she petite

gone
Yeah she's safe in that oasis in the sun
Yes she's already gone

On a small bed, an empty bottle by her head
The fan above plays tricks with her

famous
All the baddest bitches
Get stuck with a baby by the fuckin lamest
Heard the bitch got ran in high school
Damn that pussy tainted
I'm flexin with

else seemed to turn her head
So I thought I'd learn to play instead.
Every day I'd try to learn a new lick,
A little Merle Haggard, a little Cheap Trick

weight
You, ooh, you knew
Oh, that you blew it
And I was a saint to you
Why recycle all of your old mistakes
Learning new tricks, old hounds are just

alone
You need some rest
She said "You're lying baby
cnd the tricks you pay ain't that cheap
My heart's been broken, beaten
By the secrets that you keep

thats a feminine fear
But deep down, he's a cheap clown
Just lackin the tricks
Who needs a raise you're a rapper kid you're practically rich
But listen up

history
All written
By people white as sheep
Yea they follow the flock
No identity
I know what you see
It’s more to that story
Might tell it in the morning

no cheap tricks
You know ya momma would be so proud
Why
Because she gave birth to a dope child
So addicted ain't no lying tho
Got me pulling out my

Son, you might be a cobra but I'm a mongoose
Grab you by ya collar never let ya neck loose
I avoid fake crews like I avoid the drama
And if ya become

their weight
You ooh, you knew
Oh, that you blew it
And I was a saint to you

Why recycle all of your old mistakes
Learning new tricks, old hounds are

go trick or treat
Tat my face like lil peep
Two more drinks that's for me
New 'fit I don't go cheap
You know I bring the zip bag
Avoid the opps like

wanna be mine but I see the signs
I can see through all the ways that you lie

So show me whats real before I lose my patience
Talk is cheap and so are

we'd be better off if we didn't get anything at all
Cause commitment is hard but life is harder so why should you bother with a cheap trick like me why

don't nobody move
I could do this shit all day
I could take this shit a long way 
I had a long day 
Ion have you blocked yet n still got my number you

nikka I know talk is cheap,
Bullets heat seek Bhrazy put that burna on yo cheek,
I’m she’ll shocked nikka I don’t like to speak,
Head hot hard body n my