Yo, it's a wild ride out here in the trap.
Music is poppin' hard and you gotta move to {it|the vibe. These streets they ain't for {the faint of heart| those who scared. You gotta be {street smart|tough to handle anything.
Life in the trap, it's {a hustle|constant struggle, but we makin' it work.
We got our own code and we stick to 'em.
- Respect is key
- Loyalty is everything
- Gotta watch your back, you never know who's real
It's a crazy life but it's the only one we {know|have. 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' statements. But it ain't all glitz and glam, nah, there's struggle in every step I take. That's the facts, blood in my drip, a reminder of where I come from.
I rose to the top, ain't no hesitation 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 Jammin' on the Accelerator
There's nothin' like that adrenaline rush when you floor that gas pedal and shoot forward. The wind whippin' past your ears, the engine screamin'. It's a feeling of pure exhilaration. No traffic lights, no speed limits, just you and the open road. Some folks might call it reckless, but we call it living life to the fullest. We're not afraid to {pushour limits 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 sense 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 stare, his vibe spreading respect in equal measure. He's built his path from the ground up, leaving a trail of grit. They call him Big Boss, but he just calls himself King.
His empire stretches from the {seedyhighest towers. He knows every street, every deal.
He's above just a leader; he's a emblem of the {city's{ soul, a reflection of its dark side. He's King and this is his urban kingdom.
Rollin' Paper, Livin' Dreams
It ain't about the flash, it's about the grind. You gotta hustle every single day to see your dreams come true. The world is full of obstacles, but you gotta push through and never give up. It ain't gonna be easy, y'know, when you stack that paper, the feeling is unbelievable.
That Trap Anthem
It's check here the buzz, understand? This ain't no basic track, man. It's straight lit, bangin' through your speakers. We talkin' lyrics that'll blow you away. This anthem is for the winners, the ones who rise to the top. You reppin' that boss mentality with every drop. So turn it up and let this vibe take you.