Luyện nghe bài hát Great Man

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

1]
Look in the mirror, do you see?
I see somebody dealin' heartbreak
When I a nigga, my heartache
I how a Cuban cigar taste
But that do not help the heart pain
My lil' died in a car chase
And spend all my older brother from beside the
He got the car
he got through on the crossway
Thankful that we ever ways
Wonder do heaven got
Prayin' how much I say
OG Boobie, that's all day
Bringin' it back from the way
Ain't fuckin' niggas, they all fake
'Cause I pour my and they all hate
You can't get mad at a who's gettin' it
If he not y'all way
I had to make a
Bread Winner mission to get it while y'all
I get that delivered
Metric ton off the boat in a crate
Maybe I'm an off day
Maybe I had a heart and my heart

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

2]
I used to look like a caveman, stressin' I done got grey hair
Me and Odell Beckham back havin' conversations
Label the
I told 'em I to have nightmares
killin' me, tryne get rid of me
Bitch, I'm retarded
You gotta finish me there
Mazzi was smiling somebody shot him, diamonds on heaven in the night air
me breathe for a minute
I mean, did a really not think this day would come?
I mean from we come
To allah we return
I pour a in a two liter
And remember joy and we all well
I put a ho in a
I press on the and the car bail
Runnin' the raw a Barksdale
through the miles with the cartel
Say you a dog with a tail
Loped to the with a large heater
The ho that you lovin', she
I'ma go vrmm in a
Take shoes off in the apartment
We go sit on the carpet
Look, I made you tea, she got all wet
But I am not for all that
I hit from the and she all head
You got 'em leavin' on back
I hit the back and she all head
And you gotta leave 'em on call
Only the player shit I
I done matured, I was bein'
I had some cuts into stains
You know I'm prayin', fully flate
I'm still affilated the gang
Winner Gang (Bread Winner Gang)
Cop lights, no lookin' for stop lights
These niggas be they not right
And the top flight
It might went over your head a lil' bit but it off of Friday with Mike Epps
Smokin' a clip a nice hep
We tryna another 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 medication, got me thinkin'
I a cigarillo with sativa

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