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And I'm a man of my word, I [?] at all
So me now does 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 type to wake up and say you're never
I mean I fucked the girl hella passion
But it's how we smashing
Left her sleeping on a separate
I think about it better 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 with columns from my swagging
that dark house party with this record blasting
Rolling spliffs, beside me, fingers Liberace
When I seen this bitch in Venice, 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 if I die sober
be sure to visit Pac for ya

And I'm a man of my word, I [?] at all
So me now does 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 mind, I'm fly, you know

Shout outs my pretty in the spot tonight
Let em see them hands
And for the freaks that the niggas with the Jeeps
Lex, and the Beamers and the Benz, come again
When my death calls, I the Lord accept collect calls
Cause I be playing with women like they're sex dolls
Call my Prada prior, cause it's dropping fall
you [?], my closet like the Met ball
She said, "I love it when you speak soft-spoken
Up in the magazines your teeth all golden"
Took the year off just to learn to make beats
Dropped the flames on my and leave the streets all smokin
That touch soul music, I get you higher, grab your lighter fluid
Might add a preacher and a to it
I speak the father's music,
striving, prosperous [?]
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 that take it to gats or keep it in rapping talking
They rapping bars it get embarrassed, it actually often
You my son like my last abortion, I'm just laughing
I changed rap with fashion way, yeah I'm that important
You jack my style, she jack me off, and y'all both awkward?
Jiggling baby, nah, go ahead
Ain't nothing better than the pretty big bitch
close I got some shit 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 umbrella for weather
Ella, ella, ay just play it I didn't tell ya
Niggas taking pictures any time we get
And hope to fly one day just like some love birds
Only one word I'm afraid of is

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