Lyrics Unlimited Flows - Merky Ace, Faze Miyake

Unlimited Flows

I’ve got unlimited flows
Thought I had one?
Nah, G, I’ve got loads
You can ask Ego cause he knows
I can spit one bar and mash up the show
I’ve got a wifey and I’ve got a few hoes
But I move discreet so they don’t know
If they ask me if this tune’s real talk
I’ll just tell them no
I bring new flows on tracks all the time
I’m certified, I don’t have to prove
I’m so sick, I don’t have to rhyme
Hold tight Faze for the beat, it’s murder
You should go jail, this one’s a crime
I don’t wanna rap, I’m cool with grime
Hold tight all of my opps on Pines
When I say FT, man go blind
I duppy and leave 'em
When I say cool, I’ll give man a reason
My name’s Acer, not Stephen
You can get your headtop filled with lead
Trust me, I’ll leave your margay grieving
When your girlfriend sees that your inside’s
Over the floor, she will be heaving
And find it difficult sleeping
I’ve got unlimited flows
Thought I had one?
Nah, G, I’ve got loads
You can ask Ego cause he knows
I can spit one bar and mash up the show
I’ve got a wifey and I’ve got a few hoes
But I move discreet so they don’t know
If they ask me if this tune’s real talk
I’ll just tell them no
Pull a next one out of the bag
Bet you any money that it’s gonna be dirt
I’ve got a strap that’s in a gym bag
I greased it down and hid it in the dirt
I’ve never had sex with mud in a bag
But Merky ACE does dirt
I’ll be in Lewisham putting in work
While you’re sticking your face up skirts
One more time, hold tight Faze
Couldn’t forget, hold tight Splurt
Kicks so hard on the beat, they hurt
I’ve been doing grime nonstop, not pop
So I can’t flop, every time I dropped bar
Didn’t get stopped, I’m on top of my game, you’re not
I’ve been bad from born, man, the flow is berserk
I’ve got my style on lock
I’ve got unlimited flows
Thought I had one?
Nah, G, I’ve got loads
You can ask Ego cause he knows
I can spit one bar and mash up the show
I’ve got a wifey and I’ve got a few hoes
But I move discreet so they don’t know
If they ask me if this tune’s real talk
I’ll just tell them no
Next
Every time I write a new bar, it’s- next
You can get your headtop filled with- next
Violate me, I’ll violate- next
I’ll run through the front- next
Got so many bars that I could say now
Bet you thought I was gonna say next
That’s way too bait, rudeboy, I’m a vet, and
I’ll do this ting, so come, let’s rally
I’ll show a man who’s Merky
In a war, I’ll never quit, so just give man a reason
I’ll behave violent
The freestyle made everyone silent
Where’s your head at?
I’ll strap all day
Rudeboy, it’s normal
You better run, you’ll get sent down
By my Family Tree
You man are soft just like a Furby
I’ve got unlimited flows
Thought I had one?
Nah, G, I’ve got loads
You can ask Ego cause he knows
I can spit one bar and mash up the show
I’ve got a wifey and I’ve got a few hoes
But I move discreet so they don’t know
If they ask me if this tune’s real talk
I’ll just tell them no