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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 never mind, I'm fly, you

She the type to seek and make it everlasting
I'm the type to wake up and say never having
I mean I fucked the girl with hella
But cold how we smashing
Left her sleeping on a separate
I think about it makes better
Good excuse for my absence like "Flacko where ass been?"
you down with fashion, now yo ass is acting
I'm off the acid, now yo ass is looking massive
This ain't the shit equipped with columns from my reckless
This that dark 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 me bop slower
Trippin' on how I pop culture
Changed Hip-Hop on ya, smoking a rasta was my pops culture
I be damned if I die
be sure to visit Pac for ya

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

Shout my pretty women in the spot tonight
Let em see fuckin' hands
And for the freaks that the niggas with the Jeeps
Lex, coupes and the Beamers and the Benz, come
my death calls, I pray the Lord accept collect calls
Cause I be playing with these women like they're sex
Call my Prada prior, cause dropping next fall
Don't you [?], my closet the Met ball
She said, "I just love it you speak soft-spoken
Up in the magazines with your all golden"
Took the whole 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, grab lighter fluid
Might add a preacher and a to it
I speak the music, hallelujah
striving, prosperous [?]
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 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

Okay let's get past all the swag trapping and talking
You want that take it to gats or keep it in rapping
They rapping bars it get embarrassed, it happens often
You my son like my last abortion, I'm just laughing
I changed rap with fashion four way, I'm that important
You jack my style, she jack me off, and y'all acting awkward?
Jiggling baby, nah, go bitch
Ain't nothing better than the pretty big forehead
Listen close I got some shit to you, motherfuckers get familliar
It's not just model bitches on my
Did Azalea's Australia, trips to Venezuela
Cinderella's under my for different weather
Ella, ella, ay play it like I didn't 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

power to you, more power to you my lovely one
More power to you, more power to you my one
power to you, more power to you my lovely one
What's up bruh? That all
friends like you, who needs friends
Sometimes the advice is no advice
Especially when it's advice
Man
Your man was on dressed like a family member
Man everything to Ye Guevara
means Saint Laurent is my Zara
I remember Rochelle wanna fuck me with the polo
Ay bitch you missed out, #Fomo
I got one child, one
But I'm fuckin', fuckin', fuckin' like I'm make four more
wanna throw me under a white jail
Cause I'm a black man with confidence of a white