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, do you see?
I see dealin' with heartbreak
When I a nigga, my heartache
I know how a cigar taste
But that do not help with the heart
My lil' brother died in a car
And spend all my older brother beside the whip
He got the car
he got through on the crossway
Thankful that we crossed ways
do heaven got hallways?
Prayin' how I say always
Salute OG Boobie, all day
Bringin' it back from the way
Ain't with niggas, they all fake
'Cause I pour my Hen' and all hate
You can't get mad at a nigga who's it
If he not carryin' way
I had to make a
Bread Winner mission to get it while y'all
I get that coffee
ton off the boat in a tall crate
Maybe I'm an off day
Maybe I had a heart and my changed

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 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
Label the
I 'em I used to have nightmares
Somebody me, tryne get rid of me
Bitch, I'm really
You finish me right there
Mazzi was smiling when somebody him, diamonds on heaven in the night air
Lemme me breathe for a
I mean, did a nigga really not think day would come?
I mean from we come
To we must return
I pour a 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
Runnin' the raw a Barksdale
Dump through the miles the cartel
Say you a dog with a tail
Loped to the ground with a large
The ho that you lovin', she
go vrmm in a Corvette
Take your off in the apartment
We go sit on the carpet
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 call
I hit the back and she all head
And you gotta leave 'em on call
Only the player shit I
I matured, I was bein' lame
I had cuts turned into stains
You know I'm still prayin', fully
I'm still with the gang
Bread Winner Gang (Bread Gang)
Cop lights, no lookin' around for lights
These be actin' they not right
And the security top
It might went your head a lil' bit but it come off of Friday with Mike Epps
Smokin' a clip with a hep
We tryna another season
I'm levitate it out of reachin'
I'm tryna meditate you my breathin'
I'm bet a way from livin' decent
I'm on some medication, got me
I roll a cigarillo sativa

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