This here track be about the struggle. It's that energy when you're stayin' focused and just quitting. You ride through the obstacles, knowin' that you want to keep rollin' forward. It's a vibe for those who always back down.
Sparkles on My Wrist
They catch the rays, reflectin' back a thousand dreams. Every flick of my wrist, they tell a legend. This ain't just ice, it's a symbol of all the hustle I put in. These stones are evidence that I made it, and they remind me to always staygrounded.
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 Trapstar the vibe.
- Loyalty 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.
None Left Behind
He glanced at the crumpled note, her copyright burning into his soul. It was over. They'd moved on. There was no explanation. Just this cold, hard reality that their flame had been extinguished.
He could feel the ache in his chest, a heavy weight about to him from within. Anger? Maybe. Sadness? Sure. But mostly, there was a chilling emptiness where her warmth used to be.
No regrets lingered in his mind. He'd given it his best shot. It wasn't enough. This wasn't a loss that deserved pity. He would rise above it, dust himself off, and forge ahead.
No love lost.
Locked In The Trap
Life behind bars can be unforgiving. The bars that confine us from the outside world can feel like an endless obstacle. It's easy to become consumed by darkness. Every day feels like a struggle against the system that imprisons us. Yet, even in this hopeless situation, there is always the possibility of change to hold onto.
Cruisin' on Top
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 living life in the fast lane, brother. It's a journey like no other.
- Ride like the wind
- There's nothin' but open road ahead
- {Stay sharp and enjoy the ride|