Robert Frost Freestyle
Damn I be killing it
Everyone feeling it
Shit is hypnotic this shit is magnificent ellegance brilliant
I could keep going got infinite synonyms
Seeing just how a resilient villain is
I want no milli I want me a billion
Just to go shit on a trillion minions
Pull up its Robert Frost
Get on your knees and you pray to the cloud Imma god with the pen
I'm finna drop this and everyone get the fuck over the fence
Seeing the world a new colour you wanna come look at my lens
I run the court with Lebron and we shoot while you sit on the bench
Gate change for plane
Eight thinners in my veins
Stay sprinting through the game
Usain with the gains
Got winter on the chain
Can you shake it for the gang
Give a shit about the pain for a sinful exchange
Blissfully strange shaved dame with some bangs in a whisper she claims you fuck it up
HOO
Godamnit ya shut the fuck up you bitches cant do what I do
Aw shit, hold up, dawg, nah this shit my language
Have to flex and nah I don't think I can change it
I want real estate and money in the Caymans
Smelling fear I got these pussy rappers anxious
What's up with Jacky attacking me
All of this hate and this lyrical battery
Recharging lyrical batteries
I wanna Patek unlimited salary
Aw it's a tragedy
Why they so mad at me
I just want have me a strawberry daiquiri
After he passively passes weak rappers he's back on the track with this lyrical masterpiece
Actually
I wanna hurt with some words I'm praying someone got the nerve
I wanna team from the dirt, please, show me the meaning of work
Manic depressive and highly obsessive implying that I ain't the guy to be tested
I think that you'll find that I'm slightly impressive especially now that I'm going bezerk
Pull up its Robert Frost
Get on your knees and you pray to the cloud Imma god with the pen
I'm finna drop this and everyone get the fuck over the fence
Seeing the world a new colour you wanna come look at my lens
I run the court with Lebron and we shoot while you sit on the bench
RUN IT AGAIN
Get on your knees and you pray to the cloud Imma god with the pen
I'm finna drop this and everyone get the fuck over the fence
Seeing the world a new colour you wanna come look at my lens
I run the court with Lebron and we shoot while you sit on the bench
I wanna go and make these clothes, I wanna be Off White
I ain't know what I'm 'posed to do, but I like what a boss like
I think I was made for this, poetry in the spot light
I think Imma go Billboard if I'm playing my cards right
If I'm playing my cards right
If I'm playing my cards right
Everyone feeling it
Shit is hypnotic this shit is magnificent ellegance brilliant
I could keep going got infinite synonyms
Seeing just how a resilient villain is
I want no milli I want me a billion
Just to go shit on a trillion minions
Pull up its Robert Frost
Get on your knees and you pray to the cloud Imma god with the pen
I'm finna drop this and everyone get the fuck over the fence
Seeing the world a new colour you wanna come look at my lens
I run the court with Lebron and we shoot while you sit on the bench
Gate change for plane
Eight thinners in my veins
Stay sprinting through the game
Usain with the gains
Got winter on the chain
Can you shake it for the gang
Give a shit about the pain for a sinful exchange
Blissfully strange shaved dame with some bangs in a whisper she claims you fuck it up
HOO
Godamnit ya shut the fuck up you bitches cant do what I do
Aw shit, hold up, dawg, nah this shit my language
Have to flex and nah I don't think I can change it
I want real estate and money in the Caymans
Smelling fear I got these pussy rappers anxious
What's up with Jacky attacking me
All of this hate and this lyrical battery
Recharging lyrical batteries
I wanna Patek unlimited salary
Aw it's a tragedy
Why they so mad at me
I just want have me a strawberry daiquiri
After he passively passes weak rappers he's back on the track with this lyrical masterpiece
Actually
I wanna hurt with some words I'm praying someone got the nerve
I wanna team from the dirt, please, show me the meaning of work
Manic depressive and highly obsessive implying that I ain't the guy to be tested
I think that you'll find that I'm slightly impressive especially now that I'm going bezerk
Pull up its Robert Frost
Get on your knees and you pray to the cloud Imma god with the pen
I'm finna drop this and everyone get the fuck over the fence
Seeing the world a new colour you wanna come look at my lens
I run the court with Lebron and we shoot while you sit on the bench
RUN IT AGAIN
Get on your knees and you pray to the cloud Imma god with the pen
I'm finna drop this and everyone get the fuck over the fence
Seeing the world a new colour you wanna come look at my lens
I run the court with Lebron and we shoot while you sit on the bench
I wanna go and make these clothes, I wanna be Off White
I ain't know what I'm 'posed to do, but I like what a boss like
I think I was made for this, poetry in the spot light
I think Imma go Billboard if I'm playing my cards right
If I'm playing my cards right
If I'm playing my cards right
Credits
Writer(s): Jack Lowe-carbell
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