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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 keep my weight up
But who lean if I fall?
But mind, I'm fly, you know

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

Shout outs my pretty women in the tonight
Let em see fuckin' hands
And for the freaks that love the niggas with the
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 sex dolls
Call my Prada prior, cause it's dropping next
Don't you [?], my like the Met ball
She said, "I just love it you speak soft-spoken
Up in the magazines with teeth all golden"
Took the whole year off just to learn to make
Dropped the flames on my release and leave the all smokin
That touch your soul music, I get you higher, grab your fluid
Might add a and a choir to it
I speak the music, hallelujah
Always striving, [?]
Even Montell tell 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 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

Okay let's get all the swag trapping and fashion talking
You want take it to gats or keep it in rapping talking
They bars it get embarrassed, it actually happens often
You my son my last abortion, I'm just laughing 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?
baby, nah, go ahead bitch
Ain't nothing better than the pretty big forehead
close I got some shit to tell you, motherfuckers get familliar
It's not model bitches on my genitalia
Did from Australia, trips to Venezuela
Cinderella's my umbrella for different weather
Ella, ella, ay just play it like I tell ya
Niggas taking pictures any we get together
And to fly away one day just like some love birds
Only one word I'm of is beloved

More power to you, power 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 bruh? That all
With like you, who needs friends
Sometimes the advice is no advice
Especially when it's your
Man
Your man was on stage like a family member
Man basic to Ye Guevara
That means Saint Laurent is my
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', fuckin' like I'm tryna make four
They wanna me under a white jail
Cause I'm a black man with confidence of a white