2 Tricky
I'm flashy like a camera peep the Proof in my delivery
Sticking and moving I just be dancing On a tricky beat
I'm Michael moon walkin y'all like Tito standing next to me
Like breezy bitch I'll stomp the Fucking yard dont you step to me
Or step correctly
I treat Your soul
Like an infinity stone, and I'm Collecting
Im gloved, so back the fuck up
Or you'll be resting
I had to make more direct for better Understanding
So deep in my duffle, I slung it Over My shoulder and ripped it
But fuck it new burken
New haters, they lurkin
Upgraded, new version
Fuck a pay roll, I'm tryna be paid for Rollin
And I got friends with semi mac 10s They paid for blowing
Like a lawn service
They crackin sticks, chopping tips
Then they bag it Kinda like that Reefer I just got the pak in
It's vacuum pack seal
Hit my plug he got deals
I'm heating up, so just chill
Too tricky, for real
Tricky like keeping a lick you did to Be a mystery
Or Tricky like flipping them sticky chickens like rotisserie
Or Tricky convincing that fucking Rat to plead that 5th degree
Or Tricky like getting that nigga Whacked while his in custody
That shit is tricky
And them backstabbing niggas is Why I keep the glizzy
And all them backpacking niggas They need to be unzipping
Bitch I'm big passing niggas can't get No speeding ticket
Cause where I'm going my Destination will be on stage
Not fascinated with workin no fuckin Minimum wage
I'm tryna run up them millions while Also blowin haze
I got that premium cookie, I'm off That Zookies
Smell strong as hell
Got em all looking
Breaking they necks
Just enough to where they look put a Crook in
Man I swear I be cookin
Give a brief intermission
That's where I'm putting that hook in
And like a fish that's out water
Best believe that you're hooked in
Tricky shit get a cushion
The Catergory tricky
Don't you trick me
Quick to grip ya lip
And buss' it like some dishes
Lather, rinse it
Niggas flip and trip like why I go Ballistic?
Politicing all about my business
Opps be steady listening
Wonder how I'm winning
Wonder why I'm grinning
Wonder why I'm grinding
Cause that pain be piling
Money never syncing
Plus I'm bleeding
Out my heart I'm freezing
But I'm not aneamic
Cause that iron I'm squeezing
Leave a nigga wheezing
Leave his momma cryin
Cause her son is dyin
Now that nigga flyin
So get back, get back
They be leaving niggas crunch just like a Kit Kat, Kit Kat
And I ain't tryna leaving this earth without them big racks, big racks
I told my people watch the youngin work, relax, relax
Imma take it to the highest like a Mufuckin relapse
Imma grips what's mine and tell em Ain't no mufucking take backs
And I ain't finna play but tell them Niggas run my playbacks
So I can push them wraiths afford to Pay for brand new Maybachs