This here track be speakin' about the hustle. It's that vibe when you're stayin' ahead and barely callin' it quits. You groove through the obstacles, knowin' that you gotta keep rollin' forward. It's a anthem for those who always stop.
Gems on My Wrist
They catch the light, reflectin' back a thousand dreams. Every flick of my arm, they tell a tale. This ain't just bling, it's a statement of all the hustle I put in. These gems are evidence that I made it, and they remind me to always staygrounded.
The Rules of the Street
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.
- Friendship is key, always got your back/looking out for each other/riding with your crew
- Respect 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 looked at the crumpled note, her script burning into his vision. It was over. It had 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? Possibly. Sadness? Sure. But mostly, there was a chilling void where her warmth used to be.
No remorse lingered in his mind. He'd tried his hardest. It wasn't enough. This wasn't a heartbreak that deserved tears. He would rise above it, dust himself off, and forge ahead.
No love lost.
Locked In The Trap
Life within these walls can be brutal. The bars 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 struggle against the cruelty that imprisons us. Yet, even in this desperate situation, there is always a spark of resilience to hold onto.
Soarin' Above
This ain't just about the smokin' chariot, man. It's about that sense when you're on top of the world, more info {rockin'|throwin' it in gear, and the wind is whistlin' through your locks. You're experiencin' life in the fast lane, brother. It's a journey like no other.
- Keep on rollin'
- There's nothin' but open road ahead
- {Stay sharp and enjoy the trip|