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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 lean if I
But mind, I'm fly, you know

She the type to love and make it everlasting
I'm the type to wake up and say never having
I mean I fucked the girl with passion
But it's how we smashing
her sleeping on a separate mattress
I think about it better practice
Good for my absence like "Flacko where your ass been?"
Heard you down fashion, now yo ass is acting
I'm tripping off the acid, now yo ass is looking
ain't the shit equipped with columns from my reckless swagging
This that dark house party with this record
Rolling spliffs, beside me, fingers Liberace
When I seen this bitch in Venice, Tommy and [?]
I'm all alone though, mood makes me bop slower
Trippin' on how I pop culture
Changed on ya, smoking like a rasta was my pops culture
I be damned if I die
be sure to visit 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 lean if I fall?
But never mind, I'm fly, you

Shout outs my women in the spot tonight
Let em see fuckin' hands
And for the freaks that love the niggas the Jeeps
Lex, coupes and the Beamers and the Benz, come
When my death calls, I the Lord accept collect calls
Cause I be with these women 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 just 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 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 speak the music, hallelujah
striving, prosperous [?]
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 it hurt, or is it too late?
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

Okay let's get all the swag trapping and fashion talking
You want that take it to or keep it in rapping talking
They rapping bars it get embarrassed, it actually often
You my son like my last abortion, I'm laughing often
I changed rap with four way, yeah I'm that important
You my style, she jack me off, and y'all both acting awkward?
baby, nah, go ahead bitch
Ain't nothing than the pretty big forehead bitch
Listen close I got some shit to you, motherfuckers get familliar
It's not just model bitches on my
Did Azalea's from Australia, to Venezuela
Cinderella's under my umbrella for 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 some love birds
Only one word I'm of is beloved

More power to you, more 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? That all
With friends like you, who friends
Sometimes the advice is no advice
Especially when it's your
Man
man was on stage dressed like a family member
Man everything basic to Ye
That means Laurent is my Zara
I remember ain't wanna fuck me with the polo
Ay you missed out, hashtag #Fomo
I got one child, one
But I'm fuckin', fuckin', like I'm tryna make four more
They wanna throw me under a jail
Cause I'm a black man with of a white male