Robert Horry Freestyle

Yeah, they say they miss the old Craft
No, they don't, that line's for all you cats who got no growth path
Far as I can see, they fuckin' with the grown Craft
Far as I can see, I stayed me and I growed that
Far as I can see, you puppets got your nose back
Know that you a tweet away from an exposed act
We don't need no discussion
No, loyalty don't mean nothin'
If there's traffic you just pick a new jersey like D Hudson

Y'all be switching teams
Runnin' from the work, frontin' isn't worth
I turn an assumption to a perk
Used to lump 'em in with bunches couldn't carry my water
Ah, look what I taught 'em!
Yeah, if I ever lost, then I learned (then I learned)
You don't worry 'bout the cost when it's earned (when it's earned)
If there's one thing I'm not, it's concerned 'bout a flashy rapper ahead of me, talkin' it's his turn (not concerned)

Yeah, we'll see who's tank is on what and when
We gon' see who flake when that summer ends
When that easy pavement all under them turn to schemes, mistakes and all frontin' friends
And these dreams I made up from up under them made from genius, patience and blood, cement
And I win (ha)
I'm about impact, I'm a name yours type of guy
I ain't with the apps, I'm a main course type of guy
I ain't in the mix, I'm a straight pour type of guy
I don't do the scripts, I'm a
I'm a make yours type of guy

Look, bitch I'm Robert Horry
Hit the shots that count so now you can't ignore me
I own all my energy, hoe you can't afford me
You'll see when we countin' up the rings



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Writer(s): Marlon Sean Cirker, Steffen Sondergaard Jensen, Sushil Bawa
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