Luyện nghe bài hát Great Man

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

1]
Look in the mirror, do you see?
I see somebody with heartbreak
When I a nigga, my heartache
I know how a Cuban taste
But that do not help with the 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 crossed ways
Wonder do heaven got
Prayin' how much I say
OG Boobie, that's all day
Bringin' it back the call way
Ain't fuckin' with niggas, all fake
'Cause I pour my and they all hate
You can't get mad at a nigga who's it
If he not y'all way
I had to a decision
Bread mission to get it while y'all wait
I get coffee delivered
Metric ton off the boat in a tall
I'm havin' 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 to look like a caveman, stressin' 'til I done got grey hair
Me and Odell Beckham back havin' conversations
Label the
I told 'em I used to nightmares
Somebody me, tryne get rid of me
Bitch, I'm retarded
You gotta finish me there
Mazzi was smiling when somebody shot him, on heaven in the night air
me breathe for a minute
I mean, did a really not think this day would come?
I mean allah we come
To allah we must
I pour a in a two liter
And remember joy and we all well
I put a ho in a
I on the floor and the car bail
Runnin' the raw like a
through the miles with the cartel
Say you a dog with a small
Loped to the ground with a 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 fallin' for all
I hit the back and she all head
You got 'em on call back
I hit from the and she all head
And you gotta 'em on call back
Only the player I entertain
I matured, I was bein' lame
I had cuts turned into stains
You know I'm still prayin', fully
I'm affilated with the gang
Bread Gang (Bread Winner Gang)
Cop lights, no lookin' for stop lights
These be actin' they not right
And the security top
It went over your head a lil' bit but it come off of Friday with Mike Epps
a clip with a nice hep
We celebrate another season
I'm tryna levitate it out of
I'm meditate you with my breathin'
I'm tryna bet a way from decent
I'm on medication, got me thinkin'
I roll a cigarillo sativa

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