conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Escalate Quickly with the following description: “Buffalo Freestyle” is an unreleased collaboration between Benny The Butcher and Drake, that was first previewed by Benny at Lyrical Lemonade’s Summer Smash on August 22, 2021.
  The full song leaked online a month later on September 24, 2021. It is unclear if this song will appear on any of Benny’s upcoming projects. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Drake]
  *Lighter flick*
  Feel like Tune
  [Verse 1: Drake]
  I'm iller than the illness that these people wish me
  Drake be Joshin' around but life wasn't Nickelodeon or Disney, is you kidding me?
  My resume is thicker than Nicki, I'm busy-busy
  I remember doing halftime at Jackson, Mississippi
  Wasn't drivin' Cadillac then, but shit still found a way to escalate quickly
  Wanted people to miss me, changed shit after Nipsey
  Took the fun away, now the fun's done
  Roses right now though, tell 'em to run some
  You don't havе to see the score to know that I won some
  Truе colors always come out like the sun does
  'Specially when you assumin' the role of that nigga
  I keep my circle small so the blunt gets back quicker
  I just woke up and tripped on a glass slipper
  I guess Cinderella must've called up her own Uber
  I've always been able to see the depths of my own future
  Psychic readings, corporate meetings, power lunches
  Private funding, hundred push-ups, hundred crunches
  Final touches, lemon squeezes, island breezes
  Press releases, moving speeches, multi-tasking
  Torches passing, strong attractions, forceful actions
  What's really cracking?
  I guess I'm maintaining, thanks for asking, yeah
  And I don't even need to ask how you doing without me
  Your captions are more about me than you were about me
  Your friends come around, I don't know what they doing around me
  They still come around, yeah [Verse 2: Benny the Butcher]
  Uh, it's worth more when you earn it, guilty the verdict
  Burnin' large bills in the furnace, trash bags and detergent
  I touched a little bit of this paper, I'm still yearnin'
  Drove the work three hundred times at least, I'm still nervous
  Here to speak for the hopefuls, keepin' it soulful
  Phone face down at the bar, havin' drinks at Kimodo
  Hope these meetings on roof tops never turn into jail visits
  It only put a smile on my face when the scale tippin'
  Despite the well wishes from y'all, I held distance
  They prayin' my success stories turn into failed missions
  They tying me to greats, every other week, I'm buying me a safe
  I learned its more satisfying when you wait
  Had to hide so many stacks in my crib, I got it booby trapped
  My closest look like a Off-White vs. Louis match
  All that jealousy obvious, I got hipped to it
  Even your compliments starting to sound like bitterness
  All the pressure I'm living with
  Every line delivered with hunger, my flow a sure thing like a death certificate
  Soldiers is dead, spilled blood over this bread
  Had my family thinking I'm in over my head
  Bagging up breathing chemicals, when a ki' was the pinnacle
  Now at my high schools giving speeches, speaking political
  Got here being original
  Every day its like the new me, the business man, vs. me as the criminal
  I'm the quiet one in the room, keeping it minimal
  Till the house big enough I can park the V in the living room [Outro: Benny The Butcher]
  Ah, the Butcher coming nigga