Luyện nghe bài hát Great Man

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

1]
Look in the mirror, what do you
I see somebody dealin' heartbreak
I love a nigga, my heartache
I know how a Cuban cigar
But that do not help with the heart
My lil' brother in a car chase
And spend all my older brother from the whip
He got the car
Guess he got on the crossway
that we ever crossed ways
Wonder do got hallways?
how much I say always
Salute OG Boobie, all day
Bringin' it back from the way
fuckin' with niggas, they all fake
'Cause I my Hen' and they all hate
You can't get mad at a nigga who's it
If he not carryin' way
I had to a decision
Bread Winner mission to get it while y'all
I get that coffee
Metric ton off the boat in a crate
I'm havin' an off day
Maybe I had a heart and my heart

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

2]
I used to look like a caveman, stressin' 'til I done got grey
Me and Odell Beckham room havin' conversations
the lightware
I told 'em I used to have
Somebody me, tryne get rid of me
Bitch, I'm really
You gotta finish me right
Mazzi was smiling when somebody shot him, on heaven in the night air
me breathe for a minute
I mean, did a nigga not think this day would come?
I mean from allah we
To allah we must
I a four in a two liter
And remember joy and we all well
I put a ho in a
I press on the floor and the car
the raw like a Barksdale
Dump through the miles the cartel
Say you a dog with a small
Loped to the with a large heater
The ho you lovin', she garbage
I'ma go vrmm in a
your shoes off in the apartment
We could go sit on the
Look, I you some tea, she got all wet
But I am not for all that
I hit the back and she all head
You got 'em leavin' on back
I hit from the and she all head
And you gotta leave 'em on call
Only the shit I entertain
I matured, I was bein' lame
I had cuts turned into stains
You know I'm still prayin', fully
I'm still affilated with the
Bread Winner Gang (Bread Gang)
Cop lights, no around for stop lights
These niggas be they 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 with a hep
We tryna celebrate season
I'm levitate it out of reachin'
I'm tryna meditate you my breathin'
I'm tryna bet a way livin' decent
I'm on medication, got me thinkin'
I roll a with sativa

I'm on a different level on the
(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 level on the kids