Yo, it's a wild ride this ain't the trap.
Music is poppin' hard and you gotta move to {it| that sound. These streets they ain't for {the faint of heart| those who scared. You gotta be {street smart|ready to handle anything.
Life in the trap, it's {a hustle|constant struggle, but we makin' it work.
We got our own rules and we stick to 'em.
- Respect is key
- Family over fame
- Gotta watch your back, you never know who's real
It's a intense life but it's the only one we {know|got. We makin' our own path and no lookin' back.
Diamonds On My Wrist, Blood In My Drip
Straight up, ain't nothin' subtle 'bout this life. I got diamonds on my wrist, makin' noise. But it ain't all glitz and glam, nah, there's struggle in every step I take. That's the truth, blood in my drip, a reminder of where I come from.
I climbed to get more info the top, ain't no question about that. Every scar, every mark tells a story, a testament to my resilience. They say diamonds are forever, but this life? This life is ever-changing, always growing.
Hittin' That Gas Pedal, No Limit Pushin' the Limits, Wide Open
There's nothin' like that adrenaline rush when you floor that gas pedal and shoot forward. The wind flowin' past your ears, the engine roarin'. It's a feeling of pure power. No traffic lights, no speed limits, just you and the open road. Some folks might call it reckless, but we call it enjoying the ride. We're not afraid to {pushthe envelope and see what this machine can truly do. It's a dance between man and machine, a symphony of speed and sound.
And when you reach that point where you know there's nothin' left in the tank? That's the moment you realize: this is it.
Overlord Of The Cityscape
The streets are his kingdom. He rules with a look, his aura commanding respect in equal measure. He's forged his path from the ground up, paving a legacy of determination. They call him The Godfather, but he just is known as King.
His empire sprawls from the {seedy underbelly to the glitzy. He knows every alley, every secret.
He's more than just a gangster; he's a icon of the {city's{ soul, a manifestation of its undercurrents. He's King and this is his domain.
Chasin' Paper, Livin' Dreams
It ain't about the shine, it's about the grind. You gotta put in that time every single day to see your goals come true. The world is full of hurdles, but you gotta stay focused and never quit. It ain't gonna be easy, but, when you stack that paper, the feeling is unbelievable.
That Trap Anthem
It's the hype, got it? This ain't no regular track, man. It's straight lit, pumping through your sound system. We talkin' flow that'll blow you away. This anthem is for the grindin', the ones who rise to the top. You reppin' that street life with every beat. So turn it up and let this track take you.