This here track be speakin' about the hustle. It's that feeling when you're pushin' ahead and never givin' up. You flow through the tough times, knowin' that you gotta keep trundlin' forward. It's a anthem for those who never stop.
Sparkles on My Wrist
They catch the light, reflectin' back a thousand fantasies. Every flick of my hand, they tell a tale. This ain't just ice, it's a symbol of all the hustle I put in. These stones are testimony that I made it, and they remind me to always stayfocused.
Urban Lingo
Straight up, knowing/understanding/picking up street code is like having/being equipped with/owning a secret weapon out here. It's the unspoken language/rules/protocol that keeps things/makes things run/regulates smooth in the hood/streets/concrete jungle. You gotta show respect/pay your dues/be on your best behavior or else things can get messy/ugly/turned around fast. It's all about reading between the lines/knowing what's up/getting the vibe.
- Solidarity is key, always got your back/looking out for each other/riding with your crew
- Courtesy goes a long way, show some love/keep it real/treat others how you wanna be treated
- Being true to yourself is everything.
No Love Lost
He glanced at the crumpled note, her copyright burning into his soul. It was over. It had found someone else. There was no last word. Just this cold, hard reality that their flame had been extinguished.
He noticed the ache in his chest, a heavy weight threatening to him from within. Anger? Possibly. Sadness? Sure. But mostly, there was a chilling void where her warmth used to be.
No remorse lingered in his mind. He'd done all he could. It wasn't enough. This wasn't a heartbreak that deserved pity. He would rise above it, dust himself off, and move on.
No love lost.
Trapped Within The Cage
Life in confinement can be harsh. The steel that confine us from the outside world can feel like a burden. It's easy to lose hope. Every day feels like a struggle against the cruelty that holds us captive. Yet, even in this hopeless situation, there is always a spark of resilience to hold onto.
Soarin' Above
This ain't just about the sweet Trapstar ride, man. It's about that sense when you're on top of the world, {rockin'|throwin' it in gear, and the wind is whistlin' through your hair. You're embracin' life in the fast lane, brother. It's a journey like no other.
- Keep on rollin'
- There's nothin' but open road ahead
- {Stay safe and enjoy the ride|