Hitting That Grind

This here track be about the grind. It's that energy when you're pushin' strong and never givin' up. You ride through the obstacles, knowin' that you want to keep rollin' forward. It's a Trapstar anthem for those who always back down.

Sparkles on My Wrist

They catch the rays, reflectin' back a thousand dreams. Every flick of my hand, they tell a story. This ain't just ice, it's a statement of all the hustle I put in. These stones are proof that I made it, and they remind me to always staytrue.

Street Code

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.

  • Loyalty is key, always got your back/looking out for each other/riding with your crew
  • Honesty goes a long way, show some love/keep it real/treat others how you wanna be treated
  • Keeping it ???? is everything.

None Left Behind

He glanced at the crumpled note, her copyright burning into his vision. It was over. It had found someone else. There was no explanation. Just this cold, hard reality that their love 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 absence where her warmth used to be.

No second thoughts lingered in his mind. He'd given it his best shot. It wasn't enough. This wasn't a tragedy that deserved pity. He would rise above it, dust himself off, and forge ahead.

No love lost.

Trapped Within The Cage

Life within these walls can be harsh. The steel that separate us from the outside world can feel like a burden. It's easy to become consumed by darkness. Every day feels like a test of will against the cruelty that holds us captive. Yet, even in this bleak situation, there is always a glimmer of hope to hold onto.

Ridin' High

This ain't just about the smokin' chariot, man. It's about that vibe when you're on top of the world, {rockin'|throwin' it in gear, and the wind is whistlin' through your hair. You're experiencin' life in the fast lane, dude. It's a state of mind like no other.

  • Keep on rollin'
  • Every mile is an adventure
  • {Stay safe and enjoy the journey|

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