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

She the type to seek love and make it
I'm the to wake up and say you're never having
I I fucked the girl with hella passion
But it's how we smashing
Left her sleeping on a separate
I think about it makes practice
Good excuse for my absence like "Flacko your ass been?"
Heard you down with fashion, now yo ass is
I'm tripping off the acid, now yo ass is looking
This ain't the shit equipped columns from my reckless swagging
This that house party with this record blasting
Rolling spliffs, beside me, fingers Liberace
When I this bitch in Venice, Tommy and some [?]
I'm all alone though, mood music makes me bop
Trippin' on how I shifted pop
Changed Hip-Hop on ya, smoking like a was my pops culture
I be damned if I die
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 gotta my weight up
But who lean if I fall?
But never mind, I'm fly, you

Shout outs my pretty women in the tonight
Let em see them hands
And for the freaks that love the with the Jeeps
Lex, coupes and the Beamers and the Benz, again
When my death calls, I pray the Lord accept collect
Cause I be playing these women like they're sex dolls
my Prada prior, cause it's dropping next fall
Don't you [?], my like the Met ball
She said, "I just it when you speak soft-spoken
Up in the magazines with teeth all golden"
Took the whole year off just to to make beats
Dropped the flames on my release and leave the streets all
That touch your soul music, I get you higher, your lighter 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 and watch 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 keep my up
But who will lean if I
But mind, I'm fly, you know

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

More 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 bruh? all depends
With friends like you, who needs
Sometimes the best is no advice
Especially when your advice
Man
Your man was on stage dressed like a family
Man everything to Ye Guevara
That means Saint Laurent is my
I Rochelle ain't wanna fuck me with the polo
Ay bitch you out, hashtag #Fomo
I got one child, one
But I'm fuckin', fuckin', fuckin' like I'm tryna make four
They wanna throw me under a jail
Cause I'm a black man confidence of a white male