Tricky Lyrics

I just popped a Perk seven.5, only thing I'm tryna do is stay alive

And birthdays was the worst days but now I strive

I can get them pounds gone, I ain't talkin' Thrive

Bad lil' bitty say she really like the ride

Can't be confused, no, you gotta pick a side

Sometimes it gets hard to keep this shit bottled inside

Was supposed to get rich with my brother, and then he died

How you say you real, when you went n testified

Pest all around me, man, I need some pesticides

Fuck it, I used to live with the Roaches

Yeah, this shit was movin' slow, I had to pick up the motion

Gotta brick of white girl, that bitch raw like Madonna

Honky with a attitude, this for 2face honor

Vanilla gorilla, yeah, that shit for Big Kri$py

White boy with the crips, woulda thought I knew Nipsey

Fuck a opp, baby mama, while his kid watch Blippi

How I drink this whole bottle and I don't feel tipsy

Me and Deezy Low ridin' in that LAC

I was just a kid tryin' to earn his stripes with a strap

Tryin' to prove a shit really get wicked, then I'm a blast

And I really thought shit was sweet till they hit me with my past

Now I'm locked up in these shackles like, who gon' send the cash

And my daughter growin' up quick, yeah, life movin' fast

Baby mama gettin' fucked and I can't even bust a nut

That's how we really fell out, man, just to sum it up

You might as well quit now, man, you boys is runnin' up

And you bitches gon' die if you think by runnin' up

My brother doing ten years, he told me to run it up

And even though we doin good, I feel we ain't done enough

My brother Face died, I was fucked up about his sons

Lost my dog to the guns, so we went and got more guns

In the strip club, baby, I ain't threw enough ones

And I can't put you on if you don't got enough funds

But you know if you gang, then you can come and get a front

Only thing I'ma tell you is you better not fuck it up

I feel like life's a gamble and I got 21

You can't even talk to me if you ain't made a honey bun

Make a honky do a flip, bitch, I feel like Jeff Hardy

Diamonds hittin' like the ocean, fuck around and say gnarly

Can't take Swiss to the function, he'll shoot up the party

Buddy said he wanted perks, so I sold him a Smarty

Foreign bitch, she had WAP, shit, I thought she was Cardi

Wait till this rap shit work, I'ma buy LO a Cartie

If I don't got the pole, I cut him like Mack Cuts

Man, my plug really sent 500 pounds in a Mack truck

Bitch, I ain't just talkin, man, this shit ain't made up

Bitches used to not wanna fuck, now I'm paped up

And for anybody I love, man, I'm glad we made up

I remember we was down and now we on our way up

I just popped five perc tens, I'm just tryna stay up

And for anybody who against me, man, stay prayed up