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

She the type to love and make it everlasting
I'm the to wake up and say you're never having
I I fucked the girl with hella passion
But it's cold how we
Left her sleeping on a separate
I think about it makes better
Good excuse for my absence "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 shit equipped with columns my reckless swagging
that dark house party with this record blasting
Rolling spliffs, clique 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 shifted pop
Hip-Hop on ya, smoking like a rasta was my pops culture
I be if I die sober
I'll be to visit Pac for ya

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

Shout my pretty women in the spot tonight
Let em see them hands
And for the freaks that love the with the Jeeps
Lex, coupes and the Beamers and the Benz, again
When my death calls, I the Lord accept collect calls
Cause I be playing with these like they're sex dolls
Call my Prada prior, cause dropping next fall
Don't you [?], my 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 on my release and leave the streets all smokin
That touch your soul music, I get you higher, grab lighter fluid
Might add a and a choir to it
I speak the father's music,
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 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 abortion, I'm just laughing often
I changed rap fashion four way, yeah I'm that important
You jack my style, she jack me off, and both acting awkward?
Jiggling baby, nah, go bitch
Ain't better than the pretty big forehead bitch
Listen I got some shit to tell you, motherfuckers get familliar
It's not just model bitches on my
Did Azalea's from Australia, trips to
under my umbrella for different weather
Ella, ella, ay just play it like I tell ya
Niggas taking pictures any we get together
And hope to fly away one day like some love birds
Only one word I'm afraid of is

More power to you, more to you my lovely one
More power to you, more power to you my one
More power to you, more power to you my one
up bruh? That all depends
With friends you, who needs friends
the best advice is no advice
Especially when it's advice
Man
Your man was on stage dressed a family member
Man everything basic to Ye
That means Laurent is my Zara
I remember Rochelle wanna fuck me with the polo
Ay bitch you missed out, hashtag
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 of a white male