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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 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 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 sleeping on a mattress
I think it makes better practice
Good excuse for my like "Flacko where your ass been?"
you down 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 that dark house with this record blasting
Rolling spliffs, clique me, fingers Liberace
When I this bitch in Venice, Tommy and some [?]
I'm all alone though, mood makes me bop slower
on how I shifted 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 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

Shout outs my pretty in the spot tonight
Let em see fuckin' hands
And for the freaks that love the niggas with the
Lex, coupes and the Beamers and the Benz, again
When my death calls, I the Lord accept collect calls
Cause I be with these women like they're sex dolls
Call my Prada prior, cause dropping next fall
you [?], my closet like the Met ball
She said, "I just love it when you speak
Up in the with your teeth all golden"
Took the whole year off just to learn to make
the flames on my release and leave the streets all smokin
That touch your soul music, I get you higher, your lighter 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 back and 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 my weight up
But who will if I fall?
But never mind, I'm fly, you

Okay let's get past all the swag trapping and talking
You want that take it to or keep it in rapping talking
They rapping it get embarrassed, it actually happens often
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 me off, and y'all both acting awkward?
Jiggling baby, nah, go ahead
Ain't better than the pretty big forehead bitch
close I got some shit to tell you, motherfuckers get familliar
It's not just model on my genitalia
Did from Australia, trips to Venezuela
Cinderella's under my for different weather
Ella, ella, ay just it like I didn't tell ya
Niggas taking pictures any we get together
And hope to fly away one day just like some birds
one word I'm afraid of is beloved

More power to you, more power to you my one
More to you, more power to you my lonely one
More power to you, more to you my lovely one
What's up bruh? all depends
With friends like you, who friends
Sometimes the best advice is no
Especially when it's advice
Man
Your man was on stage like a family member
Man basic to Ye Guevara
means Saint Laurent is my Zara
I remember ain't wanna fuck me with the polo
Ay bitch you missed out, #Fomo
I got one child, one
But I'm fuckin', fuckin', like I'm tryna make four more
They wanna throw me under a white
I'm a black man with confidence of a white male