"Tricky" lyrics
Boldy James & Rome Streetz Lyrics
You know what the fuck it is, nigga
Check
Born rebel, sold fire to the devil
Hustles, I got several
Step a press of Louis on Benz pedals (Skrrt)
Pocket full of clear baggies with the pebbles
Austrian medal, all my thoughts on how to finesse you (Baow)
Shop right, I'll knock some points off on the next two (Uh-huh)
I took a lot of risks just to blow chips on my nephew (I did)
I'm playing, plot, strategize my next move
High on the jet fuel, use my shorty as a mule
Shit'll go cool, put my soul on the Pro Tools
When you change, they want the old you
But when the money grow, you gotta grow too (Uh-huh)
Stupid niggas pose for the feds watching they social (Stupid)
Keep everything low, I'm just here to collect my total
Snakes in the grass, I toe tag, lawn mow you
We motioneers, post the weird niggas ain't nowhere close to (Fuck outta here)
Was deep in the dirt, ten toes, and now I'm global
We were starving, now the bowl full
Homie, the dough rules
Everything around me, everywhere from Detroit to Kings County
Put so much work on the scale, the plug proud of me (Uh-huh)
They doubted me, funny now I'm living out my wildest dreams
Weighed all of my sins on a triple beam
Got it on my own, nobody made a way for me (Nah)
Caught a wave and now I'm speeding in the AMG (Skrrt)
Keep the blicky with the laser beam
Shit get real tricky if you play with me
Got it on my own, nobody made a way for me (Nah)
Caught a wave and now I'm speeding in the AMG (Skrrt)
Keep the blicky with the laser beam
Shit get real tricky if you play with me
Uh, only money, piles arouse me
Got it all out of Cuddy's now
Stroud, a white girl hit like Ronda Rousey
Pricks drop a lot of shit, but it's lousy
They know the squad lit, so they imitating our sleaze (You niggas trash)
But it's done poorly
My shit raw like war report
Fuck you thought? That's why they all applaud me
We pour liquor on the floor for the Ganges
Tryna open doors, had to get my palms on keys (Uh-huh)
Took risks to speed in a luxury car seat (I did)
It's sports entertainment, job, drugs, or the army
Make a choice, the path I chose was unorthodox
From drugs to being an author, why my thoughts can make enormous bops
Put holes in my foes
Buy poles and give a warning shot
Cold heart under my clothes, still hold the door to cock
But that's all it's getting, don't try to double back
'Cause I'm lit, corny bitch, you never saw the vision (Fuck outta here)
Now worldwide they praise the God, this is our religion
Go super hard, I could've been cornered off in a prison
Instead, I'm running up the bread from New York to Lisbon
She gave me head, and said her dreams came to fruition
A witch bitch saw it all in a premonition
Said I complete the mission and ball, no bullshit
Uh-huh
Check
Born rebel, sold fire to the devil
Hustles, I got several
Step a press of Louis on Benz pedals (Skrrt)
Pocket full of clear baggies with the pebbles
Austrian medal, all my thoughts on how to finesse you (Baow)
Shop right, I'll knock some points off on the next two (Uh-huh)
I took a lot of risks just to blow chips on my nephew (I did)
I'm playing, plot, strategize my next move
High on the jet fuel, use my shorty as a mule
Shit'll go cool, put my soul on the Pro Tools
When you change, they want the old you
But when the money grow, you gotta grow too (Uh-huh)
Stupid niggas pose for the feds watching they social (Stupid)
Keep everything low, I'm just here to collect my total
Snakes in the grass, I toe tag, lawn mow you
We motioneers, post the weird niggas ain't nowhere close to (Fuck outta here)
Was deep in the dirt, ten toes, and now I'm global
We were starving, now the bowl full
Homie, the dough rules
Everything around me, everywhere from Detroit to Kings County
Put so much work on the scale, the plug proud of me (Uh-huh)
They doubted me, funny now I'm living out my wildest dreams
Weighed all of my sins on a triple beam
Got it on my own, nobody made a way for me (Nah)
Caught a wave and now I'm speeding in the AMG (Skrrt)
Keep the blicky with the laser beam
Shit get real tricky if you play with me
Got it on my own, nobody made a way for me (Nah)
Caught a wave and now I'm speeding in the AMG (Skrrt)
Keep the blicky with the laser beam
Shit get real tricky if you play with me
Uh, only money, piles arouse me
Got it all out of Cuddy's now
Stroud, a white girl hit like Ronda Rousey
Pricks drop a lot of shit, but it's lousy
They know the squad lit, so they imitating our sleaze (You niggas trash)
But it's done poorly
My shit raw like war report
Fuck you thought? That's why they all applaud me
We pour liquor on the floor for the Ganges
Tryna open doors, had to get my palms on keys (Uh-huh)
Took risks to speed in a luxury car seat (I did)
It's sports entertainment, job, drugs, or the army
Make a choice, the path I chose was unorthodox
From drugs to being an author, why my thoughts can make enormous bops
Put holes in my foes
Buy poles and give a warning shot
Cold heart under my clothes, still hold the door to cock
But that's all it's getting, don't try to double back
'Cause I'm lit, corny bitch, you never saw the vision (Fuck outta here)
Now worldwide they praise the God, this is our religion
Go super hard, I could've been cornered off in a prison
Instead, I'm running up the bread from New York to Lisbon
She gave me head, and said her dreams came to fruition
A witch bitch saw it all in a premonition
Said I complete the mission and ball, no bullshit
Uh-huh
