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 to seek love 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 on a separate mattress I think about it better practice Good excuse for my absence like "Flacko your ass been?" Heard you with fashion, now yo ass is acting I'm tripping off the acid, now yo ass is massive This ain't the equipped with columns from my reckless swagging This dark house party with this record blasting Rolling spliffs, beside me, fingers Liberace When I seen 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 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 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 lean if I But never mind, I'm fly, you
Shout my pretty women in the spot tonight Let em see fuckin' hands And for the freaks love the niggas with the Jeeps Lex, and the Beamers and the Benz, come again When my death calls, I pray the Lord accept collect Cause I be playing with women like they're sex dolls Call my Prada prior, it's dropping next fall Don't you [?], my like the Met ball She said, "I just love it when you soft-spoken Up in the magazines with teeth all golden" Took the whole off just to learn to make beats Dropped the flames on my release and the streets all smokin That touch your soul music, I get you higher, grab your fluid add a preacher and a choir to it I the father's 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 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 lean if I But mind, I'm fly, you know
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 happens often You my son like my last abortion, I'm just often I changed rap with four 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 Listen close I got shit to tell you, motherfuckers get familliar It's not model bitches on my genitalia Did from Australia, trips to Venezuela Cinderella's under my umbrella for different Ella, ella, ay just it like I didn't tell ya Niggas taking any time we get together And hope to fly one day just like some love birds one word I'm afraid of is beloved
More power to you, power to you my lovely one More to you, more power to you my lonely one power to you, more power to you my lovely one What's up bruh? all depends friends like you, who needs friends Sometimes the best advice is no Especially when your advice Man Your man was on stage dressed a family member Man everything to Ye Guevara means Saint Laurent is my Zara I remember Rochelle ain't wanna fuck me the polo Ay bitch you missed out, #Fomo I got one child, one But I'm fuckin', fuckin', fuckin' like I'm tryna make more They throw me under a white jail Cause I'm a black man with of a white male