trick trick - ultimate high lyrics
[verse 1]
tryna live a life without hatred
tryna live a life without pain
my understandin’ wouldn’t see sunshine if it wasn’t for a lil rain
i love this n+gga in the mirror
so i’m like “who am i to change?”
probably try to k!ll him if he would resemble anybody else in this game
you just can’t trust these b+tches
can’t trust n+ggas either
so i keep my guard up, remain hard
layin’ back, puffin’ this reefer
not in my god been gave me a job (?)
“doin’ what?” bein’ a leader
make an unbeliever a believer
watch him ’cause the preacher’s a deciever
leadin’ by example, so give him passion(?)
done had to squish it to a [?]
he’dn’t get a sample, beat his ass
f+ck him and it’s all my fault
charged with felonious assault
it got me thinkin’ “what if i done walked?”
i hit him up, leave him dead
no turnin’ cheeks, like jesus said
give him a bong ’cause he’s a threat
try to take me out of there for good
i still be gon’ if i had plead
just bein’ loyal to the hood
it ain’t gotta never be said
real n+ggas [?] long ’cause it’s understood
livin’ by the code of respect
i [?] go in anybody’s hood
and i’m good
[phone call: mark krieger]
“hi christian, it’s mark krieger, i assume you’ll remember me
i was your attorney at that murder case
you give me a call, i need to ask you, uhm, something
if you could do me a favour
uh, my number is (313) 765+4321
[verse 2: trick trick]
i done seen it all, let me tell ya
been through it all, no failure
i done seen a n+gga get his head blown off (boom)
i swear to god, it would have scared you
i ain’t got to prove i’m a g
man, the other day you claimed you a g, i paved the way
you take the stand, take him out the way
f+ck [?] cheques, stay gettin’ paper
never been the problem
i ain’t goin’ back to the bottom
motherf+ckers hate it when you make it
[?] stop it, so you kinda gotta dodge it
i fell down, back up, fell back down, right back up
y’all don’t wanna see the ignorant, menacin’ leader of the goon sqwad act up (h+ll nah)
so leave me, gs, they see me
actin’ the motherf+ckin’ fool, you know what they finna do to you?
we been had hands our whole life, so we love us a good fight
you better get the f+ck on
or you probably waitin’ for him to have a good night (hold on)
i done seen the best get beat
strip split to the white meat
stomped to the ground, f+ckin’ clown
all ’cause he didn’t like me
got what they askin’ fo’, jackass
f+ck would i give a n+gga like you a pass for?
now [?], f+ck him up
[chorus]
i wanna live my life
ultimate high, ultimate high
[?]
the devil’s alive (devil’s alive)
enemies try [?] (try [?])
get in my way (get in my way)
[?] behind
watch what you say (watch what you say)
[verse 3]
i was always the one (yup)
[?] point it at yellin’ (“that’s him”)
that’s the motherf+cker with the gun
me, trippin’? (uh, no)
so bad when the sun shine in the summertime
[?] four+five on my thigh(?)
man tryna go live on a guy
you comin’ for mine? you goin’ for mine
tell your mamma “bye”, now you finna die, you dead
she ‘on’t even know why, same old sad song
knew he wasn’t gone last long
he’s a bum, assh0l+
f+ckboy couldn’t get his own [?]
[?] found in a hole, six feet deep, you shoulda let ’em know
n+gga you don’t work your knee, ’cause we playin’ in the streets
now they mad, [?] on his back sayin’ [?]
f+ck y’all, f+ck him, you wrong, f+ck him
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