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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 keep my weight up
But who will lean if I
But never mind, I'm fly, you

She the type to seek and make it everlasting
I'm the to wake up and say you're never having
I mean I fucked the girl with hella
But it's how we smashing
Left her on a separate mattress
I think about it better practice
Good excuse for my absence like "Flacko where ass been?"
Heard you down fashion, now yo ass is acting
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
spliffs, clique beside me, fingers Liberace
When I seen this in Venice, Tommy and some [?]
I'm all alone though, mood makes me bop slower
Trippin' on how I shifted pop
Hip-Hop on ya, smoking like a rasta was my pops culture
I be damned if I die
I'll be sure to 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 mind, I'm fly, you know

Shout outs my pretty women in the tonight
Let em see fuckin' 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 the Lord accept collect calls
Cause I be playing with these like they're sex dolls
my Prada prior, cause it's dropping next fall
Don't you [?], my closet the Met ball
She said, "I love it when you speak soft-spoken
Up in the magazines with your all golden"
Took the whole year off just to learn to 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
striving, prosperous [?]
Even Montell can't 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 it hurt, or is it too late?
I'm a man of my law, I gotta my weight up
But who will if I fall?
But never mind, I'm fly, you

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

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