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

She the type to seek love and make it
I'm the type to up and say you're never having
I mean I fucked the girl hella passion
But it's cold how we
her sleeping on a separate mattress
I think it makes better practice
excuse for my absence like "Flacko where your ass been?"
Heard you down with fashion, now yo ass is
I'm tripping off the acid, now yo ass is massive
This ain't the shit equipped with columns from my swagging
This that dark house party with this record
Rolling spliffs, clique beside me, Liberace
When I seen bitch in Venice, Tommy and some [?]
I'm all alone though, music makes me bop slower
Trippin' on how I shifted pop
Hip-Hop on ya, smoking like a rasta was my pops 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 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, and the Beamers and the Benz, come again
When my death calls, I pray the Lord accept collect
Cause I be playing with 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 magazines with your all golden"
the whole year off just to learn to make beats
Dropped the flames on my release and leave the all smokin
That touch your soul music, I get you higher, grab lighter fluid
add a preacher and a choir to it
I speak the 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 me now does 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 mind, I'm fly, you know

Okay get past all the swag trapping and fashion talking
You want that take it to gats or keep it in rapping
rapping bars it get embarrassed, it actually happens often
You my son like my last abortion, I'm just often
I changed rap with fashion way, yeah I'm that important
You jack my style, she me off, and y'all both acting awkward?
Jiggling baby, nah, go ahead
Ain't nothing better 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 Azalea's Australia, trips to Venezuela
Cinderella's under my umbrella for weather
Ella, ella, ay play it like I didn't tell ya
Niggas taking pictures any we get together
And to fly away one day just like some love birds
Only one I'm afraid of is beloved

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