Luyện nghe bài hát Great Man

Ayy
Dealin' with 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' with
When I a nigga, my heartache
I how a Cuban cigar taste
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
he got through on the crossway
Thankful that we ever ways
Wonder do heaven got
Prayin' how I say always
OG Boobie, that's all day
Bringin' it from the call 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 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 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 man, I see a great man

2]
I used to look a caveman, stressin' 'til I done got grey hair
Me and Odell Beckham back room havin'
Label the
I told 'em I used to nightmares
Somebody killin' me, get rid of me
Bitch, I'm retarded
You gotta finish me right
Mazzi was smiling somebody shot him, diamonds on heaven in the night air
Lemme me for a minute
I mean, did a nigga really not think day would come?
I from allah we come
To we must return
I a four in a two liter
And some 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 with a large heater
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 made you 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 from the back and she all
And you gotta 'em on call back
Only the shit I entertain
I done matured, I was lame
I had some cuts turned stains
You know I'm still prayin', flate
I'm still affilated the gang
Bread Gang (Bread Winner Gang)
Cop lights, no lookin' around for lights
These niggas be actin' they not
And the security top
It might went over head a lil' bit but it come off of Friday with Mike Epps
Smokin' a with a nice hep
We tryna celebrate season
I'm tryna it out of reachin'
I'm meditate you with my breathin'
I'm bet a way from livin' decent
I'm on medication, got me thinkin'
I a cigarillo with sativa

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