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

She the to seek love and make it everlasting
I'm the to wake up and say you're never having
I mean I fucked the girl hella passion
But it's cold how we
Left her sleeping on a separate
I think it makes better practice
Good excuse for my like "Flacko where your ass been?"
Heard you down fashion, now yo ass is acting
I'm tripping off the acid, now yo ass is looking
This the shit equipped with columns from my reckless swagging
This dark house party with this record blasting
Rolling spliffs, clique beside me, Liberace
When I seen bitch in Venice, Tommy and some [?]
I'm all alone though, mood music me bop slower
on how I shifted pop culture
Changed Hip-Hop on ya, smoking like a rasta was my 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 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 if I fall?
But mind, I'm fly, you know

Shout outs my pretty women in the spot
Let em see them fuckin'
And for the that love the niggas with the Jeeps
Lex, coupes and the Beamers and the Benz, come
When my death calls, I pray the Lord accept collect
Cause I be playing with these like they're sex dolls
Call my Prada prior, cause it's next fall
Don't you [?], my like the Met ball
She said, "I love it when you speak soft-spoken
Up in the magazines your teeth all golden"
Took the whole year off to learn to make beats
Dropped the on my release and leave the streets all smokin
That touch your music, I get you higher, grab 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 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 keep my up
But who lean if I fall?
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 happens
You my son like my last abortion, I'm just 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?
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, trips to
Cinderella's under my umbrella for weather
Ella, ella, ay play it like I didn't tell ya
Niggas taking pictures any we get together
And hope to fly away one day like 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, more to you my lonely one
More power to you, more power to you my one
up bruh? That all depends
With friends you, who needs friends
Sometimes the best is no advice
Especially when it's advice
Man
Your man was on stage like a family member
Man everything to Ye Guevara
That means Laurent is my Zara
I remember ain't wanna fuck 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 make four
They wanna throw me under a white
Cause I'm a black man confidence of a white male