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Cut down opps like trees, and smoke 'em Calvin pack too potent Opps get caught and deny their involvement I ain't tryna hear that, already soaked him Opps get caught and back their soakers Change their mind, then run like jokers And we should be sponsored by Ford Stepped in a Kuga, Fusion, Focus Still a Fiesta got down Culprit EcoSport got reused That one got down three yutes Two OneSiders and a QC yute Trip and drop, I wouldn't wanna be you Chinged Chinx's chest, looked see-through

Me think about the pretty colors me see today, look at what happening around. Me think it make me feel happy when see things, me want share what on mind with friends look.

Listen, they said I was too loud and too weird, but now they're all paying to see the vision. I turned that basement into a palace while y'all were still sleeping. No handouts, just pure grit and a mic. When you see the colors, just know I won.

Clock's ticking while I'm spitting fire faster than these rappers can think, mind racing like a marathon runner ain't got time to blink. Critics try to hate but they're too slow to catch my flow, watch me demolish every track till there's nowhere left to go.

Yeah wna break free but stuck with me, cant let go gotta show how deep this pain goes. Love you hate you cant escape you. My toxic baby driving me crazy. We fight we bite we hold tight all night. Beautiful disaster thats what we are.

Hey everybody, I'm super stoked about this new track we've been working on. You know, it's got this amazing energy, and the way the melody flows just hits you right in the heart. Been playing it live at shows, and the crowd's reaction is just incredible, baby.

Yo check it, I'm blazin through tha streets like fire, haters can't touch my flow. Got them fresh kicks matchin my style, while they talkin I'm just vibin high. They tryna copy but can't get it right, yoo I'm just too tight.

Pull up in that foreign whip, ice on my neck got me frozen stiff. Hit Miami with my team, designer fits from supreme. Stack paper like it's nothing, these boys can't touch my hustle, straight flexing on these streets while they struggle.