Lyrics:
the patek in the water ain’t cheap
Switch it up i slay your daughter nigga ap
Made a couple hunnid thousand by like 18
Only see me posted right around
my M.C school, my class was packed
And tricks were for kids so I left your ass back
The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another
I'll buy
my M.C school, my class was packed
And tricks were for kids so I left your ass back
The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another
I'll buy
in my MC school, my class is packed
And tricks are for kids so I left your ass back.
The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another.
I buy
i'll be
The first to admit that we're the 90's
Version of Cheap Trick or the Knack but the
Last to admit that it hasn't been rewarding
At this point I
Ball inna street lit
Wit a freak bitch
She surrender cheap trick
On some G shit
Y’all is soft fleece bitch
On some weak shit
Rollin up out that green
are magic when they're said the right way
Some day I'll find the right words to say
No charm or cheap tricks to keep you spellbound
All I want is
and a cheap trick that can’t lose
If you’d sing my tune
My head hurts
And I’ve been making it worse
Filling it with ideals
Making my way through
Morning
we're wanderers
And that's the only way out
Falling for cheap tricks, lies
And sparks that won't go off no
Not tonight
So, is it true you won't fail?
Anxiety wasn't part of my plans
Panic crowded out my last chance
This ain't a kick
It's a cheap trick
Illusions grow (growing, growing, growing)
I
shit get deep
I kno talk is cheap
My bitch like Celine
Plus she a freak
Right back on my feet
Baby I ain't no trick
But I might treat
I'm just tryna eat
keeping score and you're down
It feels like a cheap trick
Saints and lies
Give me hope to die
lost to time
It's a gift to cry
We knew you'd taken it too far
You pushed me away soon as I was weak
I bit my tongue and refused to speak
Now all of the magic just feels so cheap
But for my last trick, I’ll take
and rollin', cheap trills
Lyin' to myself, cheap tricks
Tryna fall asleep without pills
Can't count the bedtimes that I've missed
Like Paul George I've been
I spit bars you’ll turn pale
New school emcees be featherweights on scales
Ya’ll frail and so is yo rhyme schemes
It’s cheap yo technics weak by all
fuckin fifty deep
But they be fuckin cowards when they by theyselves
You know who I'm talkin about
(You know who I'm talkin about) that's right
You ain't
fifty deep
But they be fuckin' cowards when they by they selves
You know who I'm talkin' about
(You know who I'm talkin' about)
That's right, you
drippin' envy so you drop that backstabbin' treachery
Comin' up sayin' that you mad skills
But all I see is cheap ego thrills whack rhymes with no frills
So
kickin' me out the VIP?
Bitches callin' me cheap
While they trick as they dancin' in minks
Hoe, you must be crazy
I know it's your job, but I ain't trickin'
pic, before
The seahawks twenty four I been on that b shit
Pussy you wack, something like a cheap trick
Mike in the Billy Jean vid, I got the streets
Remember when my card would decline, re-rinsing paper dishes
Don't get to crying on some i been hurt by everybody
Know the tricks i know the plays can't ever
blaze with a face melter, go fish,
pigeon itchin for a pit to put the pig in,
scalped bottom feeder, nose bleeder, cheap seats,
to the meat eater
and stole her heart
with cheap champagne he played it smart
like a villain in a slick black suit courting her so he could loot
She fell for the oldest trick
You say I make
Lovin look easy
All this playin
Is for a reason
Baddest of breed ya I’m
Cursed with the need you like
My love ain’t cheap, a prize
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