It Get Tricky lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, start me from the top, n*gga (Ayy, look)
Wearin' stupid ass— ayy, n*gga (I had to cancel tour, they was trippin' off the boot)
'Cause I'll stop, look

[Chorus]
They puttin' paint up on they nails, wearin' stupid-ass boots
Before I change up, I'll stop sippin' juice (Clown n*gga)
If they don't want the real me around this b*tch, what's the use?
I had to cancel tour 'cause they trippin' off the boot
n*gga, they hate to see me livin' life
I'm prayin' for my brother fightin' ten with two strikes
And you could lose your mind tryna keep up with the hype (Lil' n*gga)
Feel like I'm losin' focus, I'ma keep up with the mic (Lil' n*gga, look)

[Verse]
n*gga, let's talk about how n*ggas nice
I'm down for the cause, I was ready to do life (For you n*ggas, n*gga)
My mama bought a house and we ain't even see the price (Ayy, look)
My lil' brother box and he ain't even lose a fight (On you n*ggas, n*gga)
So everything about a check
Ain't worried 'bout a friend, I can do it to the neck
Nana got an iPhone, I'm tryna show her how to text
They see me in that 'Cat, b*tch, I used to drive a Lex', lil' b*tch, look
But now it's time to level up
And since I lost Guns, I can't focus, I be stuck
I'm still the same n*gga that had blicky on ths bus
If I can't trust a friend, who the f*ck I'm 'posed to trust? Lil' n*gga, look
And I ain't clearin' sh*t up, n*gga (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Whatever you heard, assume it's true, come get up with me, n*gga (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Give a f*ck about none of that sh*t, n*gga (Baow, baow)
f*ck you n*ggas, look
[Chorus]
They puttin' paint up on they nails, wearin' stupid-ass boots
Before I change up, I'll stop sippin' juice (Clown n*gga)
If they don't want the real me around this b*tch, what's the use?
I had to cancel tour 'cause they trippin' off the boot (n*gga, what?)
n*gga, they hate to see me livin' life (I'm livin' life now)
I'm prayin' for my brother fightin' ten with two strikes (Ayy, but that's a lifestyle)
And you could lose your mind tryna keep up with the hype (Lil' n*gga)
Feel like I'm losin' focus, I'ma keep up with the mic (Lil' n*gga, look)

[Verse 2]
And I just bought another chain
And I ain't give a f*ck when they left me in that rain
Some all-black Forces and this t-shirt by Hanes
We hit him in his back, but we was aimin' for that brain, n*gga
It's only us 'til the end, come get rich with me
And don't be shocked when you really see the b*tch in him
I'd rather keep it off the 'net, tell him get with me
The stock hold about a ten, but it could fit sixty
I caught him ridin' through the city where it get tricky
And I ain't ridin' with you n*ggas, it's a b*tch with me
And I don't see me goin' broke, I'm from a bip city (I'm from a bip city)
If I don't get it off of rap, it's a lick in me

[Outro]
Stupid-ass boots
Before I change up, I'll stop sippin' juice
Baow, baow, baow, baow
Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow
Hella shots, n*gga
At all times, n*gga
f*ck wrong with you, n*gga?
Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow