Luyện nghe bài hát Great Man

Ayy
Dealin' heartbreak, 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 dealin' heartbreak
I love a nigga, my heartache
I know how a Cuban taste
But that do not help the heart pain
My lil' brother in a car chase
And all my older brother from beside the whip
He got the car
Guess he got on the crossway
Thankful that we crossed ways
Wonder do heaven got
Prayin' how I say always
OG Boobie, that's 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 who's gettin' it
If he not carryin' way
I had to make a
Winner mission to get it while y'all wait
I get that delivered
ton off the boat in a tall crate
Maybe I'm 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, 'til I done got grey hair
Me and Odell Beckham back room conversations
Label the
I 'em I used to have nightmares
killin' me, tryne get rid of me
Bitch, I'm retarded
You gotta 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 this day come?
I mean from we come
To allah we return
I pour a four in a two
And remember some joy and we all
I put a ho in a
I on the floor and the car bail
the raw like a Barksdale
Dump the miles with the cartel
Say you a dog with a small
Loped to the ground with a large
The ho you lovin', she garbage
I'ma go in a Corvette
Take your shoes off in the
We go sit on the carpet
Look, I you some tea, she got all wet
But I am not fallin' for all
I hit from the back and she all
You got 'em on call back
I hit the back and she all head
And you gotta 'em on call back
Only the shit I entertain
I matured, I was bein' lame
I had some cuts turned stains
You know I'm still prayin', flate
I'm still affilated the gang
Winner Gang (Bread Winner Gang)
Cop lights, no around for stop lights
These niggas be actin' not right
And the security top
It might went over your head a lil' bit but it come off of with Mike Epps
Smokin' a clip a nice hep
We celebrate another season
I'm tryna it out of reachin'
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 different on the kids
(Ayy) I'm on a level on the kids