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A$AP Rocky、Joe Fox、Kanye West - Jukebox Joints
And I'm a man of my word that I got nothing at all
So tell me now does it hurt or is it too late
I'm a man of my law I gotta keep my weight up
But who will lean if I fall
But never mind I'm fly you know
She the type to seek love and make it everlasting
I'm the type to wake up and say you never happened
I mean I f**ked the girl with hella passion
But it's cold how we smashing
Left her sleeping on a separate mattress
I think her body makes for better practice
Good excuse for my absence like
where your a** been
Heard you done with fashion
Now yo a** is acting
I'm tripping off the acid
Now yo a** is looking massive
This ain't the sh*t equipped with columns
From my reckless swagging
This that dark house party with this record blasting
Rolling spliffs clique beside me fingers Liberace
When I seen this b**ch in Venice
Tommy and some mean Huaraches
I'm all alone though mood music makes me bop slower
Trippin' on how I shifted pop culture
Changed Hip-Hop on ya
Smoking like a rasta was my pops culture
I be damned if I die sober
I'll be sure to visit Pac for ya
And I'm a man of my word that I got nothing at all
So tell me now does it hurt or is it too late
I'm a man of my law I gotta keep my weight up
But who will lean if I fall
But never mind I'm fly you know
And shout outs my pretty womens in the spot tonight
Let em see them f**kin' hands
And for the freaks that love the ni**as with the Jeeps
Lex coupes and the Beamers and the Benz come again
When my death calls I pray the Lord accept collect calls
Cause I be playing with these womens like they sex dolls
Call my Prada prior cause it's dropping next fall
Don't you short the next ball
My closet like the Met ball
She said just love it when you speak soft-spoken
Up in the magazines with your teeth all golden
Took the whole year off just to learn to make beats
Dropped the flames on my release
And leave the streets all smokin'
That touch your soul music
I get you higher grab your lighter fluid
Might add a preacher and a choir to it
I speak the father's music hallelujah
Always Strive and Prosper stupid
Even Montell can't tell you how we do it
Sit back and watch me do it
And I'm a man of my word that I got nothing at all
So tell me now does it hurt or is it too late
I'm a man of my law I gotta keep my weight up
But who will lean if I fall
But never mind I'm fly you know
Okay let's get past all the swag trapping
And fashion talking
You want that take it to gats or
Keep it in rapping talking
They rapping bars it get embarrassed
It actually happens often
You my son like my last abortion
I'm just laughing off it
I changed rap with fashion four way
Yeah I'm that important
You jack my style she jack me off
And y'all both acting awkward
Jiggling baby nah go ahead b**ch
Ain't nothing better than the pretty big forehead b**ch
Listen close I got some sh*t to tell you
Motherf**kers get familliar
It's not just model b**ches on my genitalia
Did Azalea's from Australia trips to Venezuela
Cinderella's under my umbrella for different weather
Ella ella ay just play it like I didn't tell ya
Ni**as taking pictures any time we get together
And hope to fly away one day just like some love birds
Only one word I'm afraid of is the word
More power to you more power to you my lovely one
More power to you more power to you my lonely one
More power to you more power to you my lovely one
What's up bruh That all depends
With friends like you who needs friends
Sometimes the best advice is no advice
Especially when it's your advice
Oh Man remember
Your man was on stage dressed like a family member
Man everything basic to Ye Guevara
That means Saint Laurent is my Zara
I remember Rochelle ain't wanna f**k me with the polo
Ay b**ch you missed out hashtag Fomo
I got one child one child
But I'm f**kin' f**kin'
F**kin' like I'm tryna make four more
They wanna throw me under a white jail
Cause I'm a black man
With confidence of a white male
Hallelujah