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And I'm a man of my word, I [?] at all
So tell me now does it hurt, or is it too
I'm a man of my law, I gotta my weight up
But who will lean if I
But mind, I'm fly, you know

She the type to seek love and it everlasting
I'm the type to wake up and say you're never
I mean I fucked the with hella passion
But it's cold how we
Left her sleeping on a mattress
I about it makes better practice
Good excuse for my like "Flacko where your ass been?"
Heard you down with fashion, now yo ass is
I'm tripping off the acid, now yo ass is massive
This ain't the shit with columns from my reckless swagging
This that house party with this record blasting
Rolling spliffs, clique beside me, Liberace
When I seen this bitch in Venice, and some [?]
I'm all alone though, music makes me bop slower
Trippin' on how I shifted pop
Changed Hip-Hop on ya, smoking like a rasta was my culture
I be if I die sober
I'll be to visit Pac for ya

And I'm a man of my word, I [?] at all
So tell me now does it hurt, or is it too
I'm a man of my law, I keep my weight up
But who will lean if I
But never mind, I'm fly, you

Shout outs my pretty women in the spot
Let em see them fuckin'
And for the freaks that love the with the Jeeps
Lex, and the Beamers and the Benz, come again
my death calls, I pray the Lord accept collect calls
Cause I be playing with these women like they're sex
Call my Prada prior, cause it's dropping next
Don't you [?], my closet like the Met
She said, "I love it when you speak soft-spoken
Up in the magazines your teeth all golden"
Took the whole year off just to to make beats
Dropped the flames on my and leave the streets all smokin
That touch your soul music, I get you higher, grab your fluid
Might add a and a choir to it
I the father's music, hallelujah
Always striving, [?]
Even can't tell you how he do it
Sit back and me do it

And I'm a man of my word, I [?] at all
So tell me now does it hurt, or is it too
I'm a man of my law, I gotta my weight up
But who will lean if I
But never mind, I'm fly, you

Okay let's get past all the trapping and fashion talking
You want that take it to gats or keep it in talking
They rapping it get embarrassed, it actually happens often
You my son like my abortion, I'm just laughing often
I changed rap with fashion way, yeah I'm that important
You jack my style, she me off, and y'all both acting awkward?
Jiggling baby, nah, go ahead
Ain't nothing better than the pretty big bitch
Listen close I got shit to tell you, motherfuckers get familliar
It's not model bitches on my genitalia
Did Azalea's Australia, trips to Venezuela
under my umbrella for different weather
Ella, ella, ay just play it like I tell ya
taking pictures any time we get together
And hope to fly away one day just like love birds
Only one I'm afraid of is beloved

power to you, more power to you my lovely one
More power to you, more to you my lonely one
power to you, more power to you my lovely one
What's up That all depends
With friends you, who needs friends
Sometimes the advice is no advice
Especially when your advice
Man
Your man was on stage dressed like a family
Man everything basic to Ye
That means Saint is my Zara
I remember Rochelle ain't wanna me with the polo
Ay bitch you missed out, hashtag
I got one child, one
But I'm fuckin', fuckin', fuckin' like I'm tryna four more
They wanna throw me under a jail
Cause I'm a black man with confidence of a white