From A Man

If I ain't one of the greats, then tell me who it is
I been focusing on my babies, just 'cause they my kids
I took off all my necklaces, couldn't see the plot twist
Magnificent purposes, you could tell by the Letterman
I'm turned up on medicine
I'm still streaming, pussy nigga, show me a better man
Rolls Royce umbrellas
I turned to a felon, I was stacking some cheddar
I turned my profits up, now I gotta perform at Coachella

I had just turned Hermes up, now I be rocking Margiela
I'm on the block where they gon' wait for you to fail then tell you
I'm spending all my racks, and they ain't tell me nothing
All you jewelers tryna rob, ain't nothing to sell me now
Don't your clothes say Celine? You styling
Your ex been tryna call back, yeah, shit pure crack
Few billion in plaques, better hide it in the house
You better not let her get no internet 'cause I spill on the jet
Don't stand him up beside me
Big dawg, told me get the check like Nike
I think the Tarzan movie was about me
They way I'm moving in the streets
Real up inside me, got me coming home nightly
I fell in love with your thongs, most likely
A real redbone tryna come wife me
No one night, more like nightly
Forty K, I'm being grown
Yeah, I'm just tryna steer the song
Black Sky-Dweller, King Kong
Black guy in the world getting on, yeah
Black guy can't do wrong
Black guy in his motherfucking zone, yeah
Black boy making it home
Black boy ain't making it home
Tryna meet the crack of dawn, uh
Trapping in my Reebok, I don't see opp
I'm just tryna get all my re-rock, I don't wanna be opps
Cops pull up, we all flee out, like we all feet out
Or getting high 'til I don't see up, pour two liters
She see her own face, and she ain't clear
She don't wanna be herself, and just for that I got a fear
I'm ending off this internet shit like my mirror
This shit ain't passed up none of my ideas, I made me a mill'
I wonder if I ever get off seals and popping pills
I don't know, but right now it feels real, this shit real
I'm Dr. Phil, I'm big wheel, I'm king spill
I ever write it with my years, I'm getting killed
I swear I'm getting killed

If I ain't one of the greats, then tell me who it is
I been focusing on my babies, just 'cause they my kids
I took off all my necklaces, couldn't see the plot twist
Magnificent purposes, you could tell by the Letterman
I'm turned up on medicine
I'm still streaming, pussy nigga, show me a better man
Rolls Royce umbrellas
I turned to a felon, I was stacking some cheddar
I turned my profits up, now I gotta perform at Coachella