Released on September 22, 2026

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Allow me to re-introduce the legacy, no introduction needed

From a hallway where the fluorescent light always pleaded

To stay on, but we preferred the shadows, plotting heavy

Now I’m in a glass tower where the wind don't even meddle

Felt the metal of the pressure, turned it into precious metal

They talk about the numbers like it defines thе spiritI put my soul into the wax, you gotta feel it when you hear it

Back whеn Marcy had a heartbeat that echoed through the concrete

We weren't looking for a handout, we was looking for a clean sheet

To write our own names large, permanent marker on the ledger

Weathered every storm 'cause we knew the cold weather

Was just a training camp for crowns that didn’t come with cushions

I survived the local pushers, then I survived the corporate pushers

Same difference, just a different room with mahogany tables

Where they trade your life away like old cable packages and labels

I opted out the matrix, built my own foundation

Took the blueprint, laid it out across the entire nation

Not a businessman, you know how the old saying go

I’m the whole damn corporation standing in the row

Check the portfolio, art on the wall look like a museum

They see me at the auction and they hate to see 'em see 'em

Bidding on a Basquiat just to keep the culture guarded

Remember when a quarter-water was where the hustle started?

Now we pouring vintage out for fools who didn’t make it

To see the harvest of the seeds that we had to fake it'

Til we made it real

Nah, we didn't fake the grind, ugh

I was just a decade ahead, living in tomorrow's mind

So forgive me if I yawn when they bring up competition

I’m dealing with acoustics of a higher-tier ambition

Still sharp as a needle in a haystack of clones

Sitting comfortably upon these self-made basalt thrones