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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 keep my up
But who will if I fall?
But mind, I'm fly, you know

She the type to love and make it everlasting
I'm the type to up and say you're never having
I mean I the girl with hella passion
But cold how we smashing
her sleeping on a separate mattress
I about it makes better practice
Good excuse for my absence like "Flacko your ass been?"
you down with fashion, now yo ass is acting
I'm tripping off the acid, now yo ass is looking
This ain't the shit equipped with from my reckless swagging
that dark house party with this record blasting
Rolling spliffs, beside me, fingers Liberace
When I this bitch in Venice, Tommy and some [?]
I'm all though, mood music makes me bop slower
Trippin' on how I pop culture
Changed Hip-Hop on ya, smoking like a rasta was my culture
I be if I die sober
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 will if I fall?
But never mind, I'm fly, you

Shout outs my pretty women in the spot
Let em see them hands
And for the freaks love the niggas 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 sex dolls
Call my Prada prior, cause it's next fall
Don't you [?], my closet like the Met
She said, "I just love it when you speak
Up in the magazines your teeth all golden"
the whole year off just to learn to make beats
Dropped the flames on my release and leave the all smokin
That touch your soul music, I get you higher, your lighter fluid
Might add a and a choir to it
I speak the music, hallelujah
Always striving, [?]
Even Montell can't you how he do it
Sit and watch me do it

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 lean if I
But never mind, I'm fly, you

Okay let's get all the swag trapping and fashion talking
You want that take it to gats or it in rapping talking
They rapping bars it get embarrassed, it actually often
You my son like my last abortion, I'm laughing often
I changed rap with fashion four way, yeah I'm that
You jack my style, she jack me off, and y'all acting awkward?
baby, nah, go ahead bitch
Ain't nothing than the pretty big forehead bitch
Listen I got some shit to tell you, motherfuckers get familliar
not just model bitches on my genitalia
Did Azalea's from Australia, trips to
Cinderella's under my umbrella for different
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 some love birds
Only one I'm afraid of is beloved

power to you, more power to you my lovely one
More power to you, power to you my lonely one
More power to you, more power to you my one
What's up That all depends
With friends like you, who friends
Sometimes the best is no advice
Especially when your advice
Man
Your man was on dressed like a family member
Man everything to Ye Guevara
That Saint Laurent is my Zara
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', like I'm tryna make four more
They throw me under a white jail
Cause I'm a man with confidence of a white male