Jrodessar - Drake - Free Smoke (J. Rod Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1: J. Rod] Never learned nothing From all them teacher's Feeling like nada Nothing's the same oh no Type of flow to convert nonbelievers I'm the one that said f** all them demons ohh Oh my god Oh my god oh my god Since 4,5 He the one know my life No disguise Just diss guys Look the sky's Are beautiful just like you But that you never knew Break up to make up You still look incredible Too f**ing focused On a foe kiss like they not Supposed to give you lip Give a f** about a hoe though Would be picked on like photos b**h keep my name Up out your mouth I'm not a dick Just got a mean flow Some don't make cents but it's meaningful Look Picture me giving af Some like Virgin Mary f** anybody that's Hatin', playin', sayin' This and that f** hip-hop I ain't dissing rap Gifted I'm the present Future and past Since an infant I stood out Baby I'm outstanding They been a fit in One size fits all I'm a young prophet (profit) Benefitin' with a reason to ball They told me I wouldn't graduate Them deans called me stupid Straight to my face They simple minded I'm complex beyond the hood Front and center Like you be on the hood Man pop the trunk Oh I no bright Cuz of my complexion huh Just a little brown boy What does my skin tone say That I'm dirty ain't no learning In this mind ok My teacher called me weird Now I'm on a plane to Hawaii Well ain't that strange l Ha why? Cuz they looked at a niqqa crazy When said I can fly Yes I know They can talk about anything but the flow Let em know That we rap it's a wrap Everything's edible From that West Oakridge road niqqa Gotta problem let me know niqqa I don't f** with niqqas I can't f** these b**hes Why they all the same In search of something different Look, find yourself first You got the vision (division) Now time to multiply my wealth I felt compelled to do this well I had to murder it Done wrong But it's cool I ain't mad That's my permanent temp Temper and temperature Don't attempt or tempt me That'll just make me hot Nahh they don't want that f** sh** They want that metaphor play (foreplay) Everything heals with time But time with heels will make you Fahrenheit (fair in height) shorty Got it on lock But I ain't tryna let The cell see us (Celsius) Said f** school Still tryna get my degrees up Niqqa get the f** back Your sh** is so trash Better recycle (recite Cole) I mean the man did go Double platinum with no features Watch how the mango Looking pale I need a tan-gerine I'll enjoy the fruits of my labor On this beautiful beach Daytona