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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 keep my weight up
But who lean if I fall?
But never mind, I'm fly, you

She the type to seek and make it everlasting
I'm the type to up and say you're never having
I I fucked the girl with hella passion
But it's how we smashing
Left her sleeping on a separate
I think about it makes practice
Good excuse for my like "Flacko where your ass been?"
Heard you down with fashion, now yo ass is
I'm off the acid, now yo ass is looking massive
This ain't the shit equipped with columns my reckless swagging
This that dark house party this record blasting
Rolling spliffs, clique beside me, fingers
When I seen this bitch in Venice, and some [?]
I'm all alone though, music makes me bop slower
Trippin' on how I shifted pop
Changed Hip-Hop on ya, smoking like a rasta was my 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 me now does 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 mind, I'm fly, you know

Shout my pretty women in the spot tonight
Let em see them fuckin'
And for the that love the niggas with the Jeeps
Lex, and the Beamers and the Benz, come again
When my death calls, I pray the Lord accept calls
Cause I be playing with women like they're sex dolls
Call my Prada prior, it's dropping next fall
Don't you [?], my closet like the Met
She said, "I just love it you speak soft-spoken
Up in the with your teeth all golden"
Took the whole off just to learn to make beats
Dropped the on my release and leave the streets all smokin
That touch soul music, I get you higher, grab your lighter fluid
Might add a and a choir to it
I speak the father's music,
Always striving, [?]
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 tell me now does it hurt, or is it too
I'm a man of my law, I gotta keep my up
But who lean if I fall?
But mind, I'm fly, you know

Okay let's get past all the swag trapping and talking
You want that it to gats or keep it in rapping talking
They rapping bars it get embarrassed, it actually happens
You my son like my last abortion, I'm just often
I changed rap fashion four way, yeah I'm that important
You jack my style, she jack me off, and y'all acting awkward?
Jiggling baby, nah, go ahead
Ain't nothing better than the pretty big bitch
Listen close I got some shit to tell you, motherfuckers get
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 pictures any time we get
And hope to fly one day just like some love birds
Only one word I'm of is beloved

More to you, more power to you my lovely one
More power to you, more to you my lonely one
More power to you, power to you my lovely one
up bruh? That all depends
With like you, who needs friends
Sometimes the advice is no advice
Especially it's your advice
Man
man was on stage dressed like a family member
Man everything to Ye Guevara
That means Saint Laurent is my
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 make four more
They wanna throw me under a white
Cause I'm a black man with confidence of a white