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Yo, check it while I kick this fresh flow, straight from the old school though. Got that vintage vibe with a new twist, making heads spin like a disc. Time to get wild, style's so sick, got these critics looking sick, while I rip this mic quick.

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.

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.

Black whip pull up on the scene, stack them bands like it's nothing to me. Two mil in the safe, black ice on my neck, black leather seats when I'm riding through. Cha the drip when I step out clean.

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.

Listen, I'm spittin' these syllables, ridiculous rhythms, legitimate lyrical criminal, minimal limits while cynical critics are typical. Got my own missile, invisible, individual style that's pivotal. Hip-hop's in my veins, remain insane, while others maintain they're the same.

Yeah, I'm snappin' back like a rubber band, mind's racing faster than my words can land. Critics try to box me in but I'm too insane, brain's like a hurricane, spittin' flames while they complain. Been through hell but I prevail, every time I fail I come back derailed.

Money stack at the bank when plug hit the spot, Rico sent bands through the block, crazy how the cash drop, homie sent racks to the spot, everybody know the code when money talk at the door.