Luyện nghe bài hát Great Man

Ayy
Dealin' heartbreak, heartbreak
been dealin' with heartbreak
Nigga, my
(Know I'm sayin'?)
to God
(You know)

1]
Look in the mirror, do you see?
I see somebody dealin' with
When I love a nigga, my
I know how a cigar taste
But do not help with the heart pain
My brother died in a car chase
And spend all my brother from beside the whip
He got the car
he got through on the crossway
Thankful that we ever crossed
Wonder do got hallways?
Prayin' how much I say
Salute OG Boobie, all day
Bringin' it from the call way
Ain't fuckin' with niggas, they all
'Cause I my Hen' and they all hate
You can't get mad at a nigga gettin' it
If he not carryin' way
I had to make a
Bread mission to get it while y'all wait
I get that coffee
ton off the boat in a tall crate
Maybe I'm an off day
Maybe I had a and my heart changed

Look in the mirror, I see a man
Look in the mirror, I see a man
Just look in the mirror, I see a man
I see a great man, I see a man

2]
I used to like a caveman, stressin' 'til I done got grey hair
Me and Beckham back room havin' conversations
the lightware
I told 'em I to have nightmares
killin' me, tryne get rid of me
Bitch, I'm really
You gotta me right there
Mazzi was smiling when shot him, diamonds on heaven in the night air
me breathe for a minute
I mean, did a nigga really not think this day come?
I mean from allah we
To we must return
I a four in a two liter
And some joy and we all well
I put a ho in a
I press on the and the car bail
the raw like a Barksdale
Dump through the miles the cartel
Say you a dog a small tail
Loped to the ground with a heater
The ho you lovin', she garbage
I'ma go in a Corvette
Take shoes off in the apartment
We could go sit on the
Look, I made you tea, she got all wet
But I am not for all that
I hit from the back and she all
You got 'em leavin' on call
I hit from the and she all head
And you gotta leave 'em on back
the player shit I entertain
I done matured, I was lame
I had some cuts turned stains
You know I'm prayin', fully flate
I'm still with the gang
Bread Winner (Bread Winner Gang)
Cop lights, no lookin' for stop lights
These niggas be actin' not right
And the top flight
It might went over head a lil' bit but it come off of Friday with Mike Epps
Smokin' a clip a nice hep
We tryna celebrate season
I'm tryna levitate it out of
I'm tryna meditate you with my
I'm bet a way from livin' decent
I'm on some medication, got me
I roll a cigarillo with

I'm on a level on the kids
(Yeah) I'm on a different on the kids
(Ayy) I'm on a different on the kids
I'm on a different level on the
(Ayy) I'm on a different level on the