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 will lean if I But never mind, I'm fly, you
She the type to seek and make it everlasting I'm the to wake up and say you're never having I mean I fucked the girl with hella But it's how we smashing Left her on a separate mattress I think about it better practice Good excuse for my absence like "Flacko where ass been?" Heard you down fashion, now yo ass is acting I'm tripping off the acid, now yo ass is looking This ain't the shit equipped columns from my reckless swagging This that house party with this record blasting spliffs, clique beside me, fingers Liberace When I seen this in Venice, Tommy 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 damned if I die 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 lean if I fall? But mind, I'm fly, you know
Shout outs my pretty women in the tonight Let em see fuckin' hands And for the freaks that love the with the Jeeps Lex, coupes and the Beamers and the Benz, again When my death calls, I the Lord accept collect calls Cause I be playing with these like they're sex dolls my Prada prior, cause it's dropping next fall Don't you [?], my closet the Met ball She said, "I love it when you speak soft-spoken Up in the magazines with your all golden" Took the whole year off just to learn to beats Dropped the flames on my and leave the streets all smokin That touch your soul music, I get you higher, grab your fluid Might add a and a choir to it I the father's music, hallelujah striving, prosperous [?] Even Montell can't 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 it hurt, or is it too late? 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
Okay let's get all the swag trapping and fashion talking You want take it to gats or keep it in rapping talking They rapping bars it get embarrassed, it happens often You my son like my last abortion, I'm just laughing I changed rap fashion four way, yeah I'm that important You jack my style, she me off, and y'all both acting awkward? baby, nah, go ahead bitch Ain't nothing better than the big forehead bitch Listen close I got some 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 for different weather 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 like some birds Only one I'm afraid of is beloved
More power to you, more to you my lovely one power to you, more power to you my lonely one More power to you, more power to you my one What's up That all depends friends like you, who needs friends Sometimes the advice is no advice when it's your advice Man Your man was on stage like a family member Man everything basic to Ye means Saint Laurent is my Zara I remember Rochelle ain't wanna fuck me the polo Ay you missed out, hashtag #Fomo I got one child, one But I'm fuckin', fuckin', fuckin' like I'm tryna four more wanna throw me under a white jail Cause I'm a black man with confidence of a male